There was once a man lost at the crossroads who pondered which road to behold. He hesitated to walk down a single path, fearing how long the roads would last. In his mind, he recalled the voice of a friend who was willing to guide him to the end. They said “There’s no need to go alone. Whichever path you take, you’ll find your way home.” With nothing to lose, the man took his stride down a path he could take without too much pride. Though he knows not his destination, he still walks, knowing that there is light to guide him in the dark. Whatever clouds may gather above, he can be reassured that he is loved.
This is a short poem I wrote back on December 23rd 2019 when I was running out of ideas for short stories and poems.