Suddenly, they don't seem as clear.
The road is snowy and much more twisty than I had anticipated.
The end I thought I could see
Is no longer visible. I hesitate. Continue forward?
Or turn around, back to the last place
I knew with certainty that I was safe?
I choose to press on, just a little futher,
Just to see what is around the next corner.
No longer can I see the road, not at all. My usual frantic pace,
Now slowed to a crawl.
Part of me wants to stop and wait out the storm.
Part of me knows it will never pass.
No, I must continue if I am to find my way.
Will this road lead to misery and heartbreak?
Quite possibly.
But that is what will most assuredly be my fate
If I don't find out where it goes.
Sadness, I can tolerate; uncertainty,
What might have been, unthinkable.
Terrified, but exhilarated....around the bend I go,
Where this may lead, who can know?
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