The Crossroads of Infinite Emotions

The Crossroads of Infinite Emotions

My path has never lead me
down the road of endless summer's pleasure
and neither has my path unfolded
to the cries of joyful elation resounding.
Instead my path has flowed with the tide,
crashing waves of vibrant color upon the sandy dunes,
and ebbing back into its fathomless ocean home
to sleep in gentle repose.
And I walk upon the rocky soil with
cuts upon my red stained and calloused feet.
I walk in hunger, but not for food,
and dream of quenching my constant thirst.
I tread in silence with exhaustion
laid bare upon my burdened soul.
But still I climb the jagged cliffs
to reach the mountain snow,
whose purity is the blessing of endurance
and the promise of tomorrow's growth.
My path is unsure but definitive yet,
for adversity's trials,
from which I come and
where my journey leads,
will guide me home to my eternal peace.

My path has never lead me
down the road of endless sorrow,
without sanctuary and reprieve
in order that I might bath
in the depths of my own salty tears
to wash away the dirt and grime.
My path is full of questions
and I am always seeking.
And for every answer I attain,
a hundred fold more questions
seek my attention,
to draw me from my path.
But my gait is steady
and my footfalls sure
as they bore deep into the moist earthen soil.
I take heart and draw strength
from the crickets, stars, and shadows
that dwell in the night.
And I am nourished by the
wondrous peace of nature in harmony
as I lay cradled safely
by the loving arms of the dawn
and the gentle smile of the dusk.