CROSSROADS

CROSSROADS


I'm at crossroads.
I can see it.
I can see the light at the end of the path where I want to reach.
I can also see the path to it, it is filled with obstacles, but it's all visible. 
There's another path my mind wants me to see, the curved one, I can only hope it would lead me to the same light.
I know I should just close my eyes and head out for the one ahead of me. 
But then I glance at the other one, I can see those things which I would have to otherwise sacrifice if I decide to continue on the other path. 
Those glimmering opportunities called me to it, pulling me to that path. 
I take a step towards it.
But there's one thing nagging my mind, “The light which is your destination place, where does it glow ablaze?”
I take a step back.
Straight ahead, above all the obstacles and sacrifices, I see the light. 
Light the brightness of a thousand fireflies.
The other path, I realize glimmers with the slightest of lights. 
Lights the brightness of maybe a hundred fireflies.
I make my decision. 
I take my step.
I hope when I look back on this time, I won't regret my decision.

My decision at the crossroads.

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