Roads

 

Roads:

I see the road narrow,

for I wade a straight path

I contemplate on tomorrow’s sorrow,

Measuring the distance is a complex math.

 

I see the road perilously curvy,

For the path is filled with twisted turns

The experiences turn groovy,

Lessons for life the soul learns.

 

A sense of silence in the narrow road,

A sense of ecstasy in the curvy road

Into the petals of peace should I board?

Or the amount of ecstasy should I load?

 

A narrow road never ends,

Curvy road never mends

Choices are two in life,

Travel in peace or in ecstasy at rife.

 

I arrived at the crossroads,

Narrow at the left, Curves at the right

The road less traveled, my heart boards

For the darkness in the path, Nature holds the light

Nature holds the light..!