It looks inviting and easy at a glance, this open road of opportunity..
Calm and flat, the path is clear at the start…
Then upward it climbs, steeper and narrower..
It forks and twists, which path is right? Which path not taken held jewels and gold..
Ever forward, through the brambles and thorns, upward beyond sight it stretches before you..
When legs falter you use a crutch, when the crutch brakes you crawl..
And then there is light, and rest…
Exhausted you lay in the meadow at the end of the path..
Each step now carved apon your skin..
The sun is warm, the air cool…
You pick yourself up, and now choose to make a way forward where there was none…
Knowing others will follow, and it is for them that you make the path..
Just as the path was made for you.
Best wishes to everyone and thanks for takeing the time to read. -SirHanz