Choice

Path to the Sea by Antonin Chittussi

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Within a journey,

Begins my story,

Beneath the sunset,

To where my soul led.

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I came to a place,

By some divine grace,

Where the path forked,

Where my luck flopped.

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To the left was clear,

With a path so dear,

That the flowers bloom,

Under the smiling moon.

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Over to the right,

Was an awful sight,

For the road was bare,

With no signs of care.

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I had a choice to make,

And an option to forsake,

For the cruel arrow of time,

Follows a rule and a rhyme.

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Deep within the forest,

Asleep within a chorus,

My heart grew restless,

And my thoughts aimless.

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Then moonlight revealed,

What beauty concealed,

That both paths converged,

And all fates must merge.

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But the future lies ahead,

And the past must lie dead.

Choices are but a necessity,

Not infinity but affinity.

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In innocence we seek,

In ignorance we pick.

Thus the sad truth is,

Not knowing is bliss.

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As beautiful as music,

So sorrowful a melody,

Choices are nostalgic,

Nothing but a memory.

~ESZ, James

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