I’m standing at the start of a long and winding road.
The path before me seems unsure,
Heavy is the load.
So many things I do not know
So much is yet unseen.
I’m standing at the crossroads now,
Not sure what it all means.
Two paths to take, but which is right
I ponder and I plan.
To find the truth is what I seek,
To try to understand.
Wishing I could see ahead,
uncertain of where to go,
I hesitantly take that first small step,
Knowing the rest will follow.
By Heidi Renee Mason