Crossroad.

 

As I walk my path, I look ahead— It fragments off; alive and dead. The worldly paths? They leads to loss. But one shines with love, it bears a cross. The world is loud; its paths are wide, but emptiness waits on the other side. Seek as you might, it brings no pride- I’ve walked them all, and all was tried. I choose the Lord— to Him, I’m near, when temptations rise and doubts appear. I’d rather stumble at His feet, than wander lost, the paths of deceit.