The paths we wander through these days.
The choices we make.
I'm always asking why?
Sometimes I see it.
The thread that lead me here.
Sometimes I see it.
But most days.
I wander the path before me.
Knowing I'll get to where I'm going.
Wherever that may be.
Staring off the path.
At all the other ways.
To get where I'm going.

But my path is mine.
My path is mine.
These steps I make
To get where I'm going
Are mine to make.
Are mine to take.
To whereever the days lead.
#microfictiony4 #cosopoetry