Thoughts Spin

 

Redwoods, furs, lush forests surround

Plants, flowers, grass cover the ground

Walking down the shaded road

On my mind, a heavy load

I approach a railroad crossing, old, worn down

Weeds have overgrown the steel rails and tar stained ties

I look both ways, all the way down

Two different paths, each containing their own lies

The trees to the sides of the rails cover the line

Giving a tunneled view that darkens, so the choice is mine

Go left through the tunnel to find a tunnel

Or right through the tunnel to find a bridge

For a second I look up into the sky

Breathe deep and close my eyes

I can see it, but where can it be found?

I remain quiet and listen for the sound

I hear only the birds and the soft hum of the wind

Thoughts spin

Which way do I go?

How should I know?

This is not fair

But she does not care

It’s a challenge for me to pick the right way

It’s a challenge for me to stay

I must choose

I can’t lose

I turn around and walk back down the road

On my mind, a heavy load.

                                              

                                                Jake Belmont 6-29-02