Straight ahead a gravel road and to the right a misty moss-like path.
The Sun only revealing a glint of itself from above.
The air thick as I inhale...
I ponder.
The gravel road continues.
Full of contemplation;
Intriguing sensation.
Dreams galore with each step.
My eyes drawn to the right by an invisible thumb caressing my chin.
The clouded emerald path invites.
Organic mossy growth and cedar smell
Sensory experience beyond imagination
A moment for active discovery.
I ponder ahead.
I gaze longing to the right.
I reflect behind,
Where has this gotten me?
A beating in my chest begins to quicken.
The misty path of adventure and newness
So inviting in it's required bravery
while deterring statistically.
Will Heaven show me a sign?
In remembrance, my eyes lift.
There I SEE it.
A hope is awakened.
Fingertips burned by cold metal
Eyes squinting at age encrusted letters.
Mud brushed from fingertips
Onto beloved tattered jeans.
PONDER.
An arrow of pipe dreams
draws me one step forward.
To continue in speculation.
To hope in machinations.
ACTION.
A gentle nudge against stubborn doubt.
A conflict of dreams and reality.
A hesitation and yet a desire
To run! To dance!
Heart, will you be calm.....
On the gravel road of Ponder?
On the mossy path of Action?
Heart, can you change?
Converse laces are doubled.
The grit of stones and dust
Shaken from the bottoms
Ankle against ankle.
I have always wanted to be BRAVE.
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