Crossroads

Forefront of my life–
a hazy glaze of the past 
and its time ahead

Limitations of the now
though much to aspire,
yet what cannot be withheld
are the remains of my desire

Chances & choices
extending beyond a reach,
that longs for settlement
of a faith that seeks

To whom it may concern?
                  the effect of my deeds,
          those incessant needs,
  where this step leads

The havoc of silence
that mouths direction;
branching into the woven roots
that swallow in depth, my convictions

–a fine line that separates the peace of settling to the dangers of sinking;

Stand firm and set forth
This dusk promises for new hope.