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Upon the earth
I stand aloneI wish that I
before had known
what comes ahead:
this empty place
I see around
confusing space
I could give up
I could turn back
I’m carrying
a heavy sack
It’s weighted down
with broken dreams
and fallen hopes
and silent screams
and crushing doubts
what might have been?
but most of all
the fear within
I’ve kept it locked
a hidden cry
I am so lost
I start to die
I’ve gone so deep
below the floor
I blindly reach
and grasp a door
I take a breath
and go on through
I see ahead
expanse of blue
I found myself
upon this track
with road in front
and road in back
I turn my face
behind me lies
an open road
but barren skies
the road behind:
an easy walk
but overhead
clouds menace, stalk
an easy walk!
but, with a sigh,
I know there is
no chance to fly
the road before
has narrow path
along the sides
are rocky wrath
but looking up
I see above
a chance for peace
a single dove
I realize it
comes down to this:
the danger road
or hopelessness
should I turn back
into the known
or forge ahead
just me, alone?
I’ve come this far
I turn my eyes
to narrow road
with open skies
you’ll never know
unless you try
I took a chance
and now, I fly