The Road I'm on…..

The Road I'm on…..
 
The road I walk has no end in sight and as I look back I see a road that is filled with pot holes, a well worn road. If I look to far ahead it just blurs like the heat coming off a surface in the summer. The path is not clear as if it is not yet written but waiting for me and only me to write it. If I look back the sun has already set and darkness only waits back there. No hope of turning back to do it all over or take a different path and yet no clear path forward. So each day I take another step towards the hazy road ahead as it is the road I am on and the one I must travel. I walk it alone and must face the fears ahead on my own. Avoid the pot holes along the way but I must also keep my head up or miss the view around me. If I stare at one too long then the other becomes a distraction and I may stumble. If I start to stumble and should I fall what lies beneath to break my fall?

Can I pick myself up if I fall or will I lie until I find the way to return to my path? Are those hungry wolfs on this side of the road waiting for me to fall and are those angels on the other side waving me on? What lies ahead for me I do not know and can never be certain of my fate either? If I choose to stand still the World races past me and does not wait. If I move too fast then do I enjoy the view? What is the speed? What pace should I tread on this road? Will you be my guide? Can you? Or must I travel alone down the lonely well worn road. Has anyone been down this path before? Where did they go and how did it end up for them? Or is this simply my road and my path to somewhere? A path nobody else has walked upon and my feet travel the unknown.

All I know is this is my road… the Road I'm on………..