CROSSROADS

by Grey Ajurahck   Sep 26, 2007


Uprooted
torn asunder by forces
beyond my control.
Or were they?
For who is my best teacher
but myself?

And what are others, those around me
but views filtered through myself,
agree or disagree,
change surrounds me,
permanent and perpetual.

I am here now
because I have brought myself
here now
in a world I have created,
where I've been, where I go,
all is possible
but rooted in now.

There are many roads
before me,
sometimes so hard to choose
the path to take
into the unknown.

December 14, 1988

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lost Soul 691

    So glad you reposted this one, at a time when my roads are once again forked. Made me stand up and take notice ... to make a wiser choice!

    "And what are others, those around me
    but views filtered through myself"

    These 2 lines stood out and actually helped make a decision I made a little easier to bare.

    Nice job ... at a very appropriate time!

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