Standing at life’s crossroads,
A triad of directions to stare
The right, the wrong, and the duty
A dilemma of choices unfair?
Paths cross, roads meet…
While a dawdling thought trickles
How did I land here? I wonder,
I was only running in circles.
A mind defeated and conquered?
A mind that fails to see?
A mind simply blindfolded,
By the heart’s own joy and glee?
Adorned in shimmer a starry sky,
Calls out with its brightest star,
One moment I soar to reach for it,
One moment it seems so far.
Juniper, rose, lavender and pine,
Life’s potpourri in a crystal bowl,
Blues, greens, with thoughts and dreams,
Graffiti on an empty wall.
Countless questions that linger
From the heart to the mind to the soul;
The excuse, the account, the answer,
Crossroads demand it all.