Sep 22, 2010 10:08
Another Autumn,
Another Harvest Moon.
More Battle Scars,
More open wounds.
Again from the ashes I rose,
Is this really what I chose?
At the Crossroads again...
I contemplate and ponder,
Over there and yonder.
What I yearned for is forever lost,
Was searching for it worth the cost?
At the Crossroads again...
The fields now lay fallow,
Inner Child lays in a grave shallow.
Freedom from the past, the sacrifice,
Was it really worth the price?
At the Crossroads again...
Time for deep contemplation,
And planning future creation.
From better seeds I will sow,
A healthier harvest will grow.
At the Crossroads again...
Through a Passage of Rites,
On new wings I will take flight.
Blazing a new trail to choose,
Walking a new path as Muse.
At the Crossroads again...
Dedicated to my Tribemates,
Danger Bunnie