Streams and Paths

Streams and Paths: Where Consciousness & Change Meet

Strange situation

Caught in mid-air

Waiting for…

The shoe to drop

The door to close

A window to open

A light to show the way

Dark & secretive

Cocooning

Digging

Burying

Hide the dark away

So that no one sees

No one knows

What is the “right” road?

Does it exist?

Standing at that fork

Looking down those two roads

Their way veiled by the golden woods

Did Frost know?

How could he?

Both were hidden

And if you start out going one way

Can you make another choice after that?

Is it like Sartre said- we can choose

We have the option to be, think,  feel

Try a different path every new day?

Or are we fixed and the further we tread

The heavier our steps

The more entrenched we become

Maybe we walk in free

And we become entangled

Forced onto a path

Until it splits

Divides

Branches out

And we choose anew

Until we come to the end

The destination

The place where we can see everything

The whole map

All the paths

All the ways, blocked or free

And decide if it made all the difference


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