Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Crossroads

Down this windy, dusty road
Awaits a path through which most go
The path is bearable, easy and wide
The name of the path is a Wasted Life
Promising easy trials and avoidance of pain
The path offers much for its pilgrims to gain
But off this beaten path another trail lies
It's small, narrow, stark, and untried
This Road Less Travelled will lead you where you want to go
Though where that is, no one knows
The path awards its travellers meaning, significance, adventure, and life
But it comes at a high price-
The price of a lonely life
Yes, pain and sorrow flow mingled down
Along this trying path to some untold crown
And though starting down this path may be easy enough
The real question is will the price be too much?
Though faint whispers of pioneers past
Urge you on to this uncertain path
Will the trials be too much for the soul to take?
Will the burden to press on be too great?
Yes, down this Road Less Travelled you must sojourn alone
But perhaps at the end you will find home
And though the trials and loneliness were indeed great
Perhaps you will feel no regret over the price you paid
Down the Road Less Travelled you will go
Though where it leads, no one knows