Paths


So many directions
To point my efforts.
But not one path
Is lit brighter
Than any other;
Nor is any
Straighter or flatter.

And not one’s
End is visible
Or even certain..

But yet i travel,
On the choice
Of a coin,
Or the whim 
Of my gut,
Or the fear
Of standing still.

I take not the path
Least travelled,
Or that with
the paved road.
I take the path
That simply
Leads onwards...


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