Standing at the crossroads of tomorrow,
Choices lay before me, paths untraveled,
In the quiet moments, joy and sorrow,
Life’s myriad options, mysteries unraveled.
Each step forward, a decision made,
Echoes in the chambers of my heart,
A journey crafted, not easily swayed,
By the whispers of uncertainty’s art.
Some roads are paved with golden light,
Others shrouded in shadows deep,
Yet, courage guides my inner sight,
Through the watchful nights, as angels weep.
In every choice, a seed is sown,
To bloom in fields of fate’s domain,
Through winding paths, I’m never alone,
For in my choices, life’s essence remains.