and a choice to be made at every crossroad
I sit down and I think of all the ways
left behind and the ones I have ahead
I wonder how and whys of every step taken
Yet I walk the same path again..
and fall at all the same turns..
and count it as a learning that wont go away..
I still look for support at the every bend
and turn every stone upside down
to read the scriputers left behind for me
I try and interpret the music of breeze
Yet as alowly the paths gone by fade
and I stand in the shadow of dusk
slowly enveloping me in its warm embrace
I yearn to walk again...