What path do you choose?

Is it the one that looks outside?

And sees the things all shiny and inviting

Or sees the platform, the status or the power?

The one that still wants to win, at all costs?

Is that the path you still choose?

What path do you choose?

The one set out already, of expectation, rules and tradition?

Doing what was the right thing, and going through the motions?

Living to please those who set the rules?

Is that really your path?

What path do you choose?

Is it one of pain, anger or jealousy?

Making a choice to be bitter, ongoing torment and anxiety?

And facing rejection and violence along that road

What path do you choose?

What about your heart?

What about mine?

What about the path of love and goodness?

And what will you discover as you do?

A path as yet undiscovered, one waiting

Yet the path you choose is the one in which you’ll find exactly what you’re looking for, the one from which you’ll see the world as you travel.

What path do you choose?

What choice do you make?

When your feet touch the ground

What do I bring as I walk? How can I be me as I walk?

What path do you choose?

What steps to take?

What is your intention?

To create, make or to break?

You choose, it really is up to you

Inspired by Gary Zukav, The seat of the soul, p237