All are ways to go, but which is the way?
Running up and down among the maze,
constantly looking for a way out.
I will not find one,
that I know,
but still I look, frantically seeking an exit.
I'm back to where started,
no closer to finding an answer than in the beginning.
I begin to panic,
the walls seem to be caving in on me.
I push against them,
I pound I scream,
but still they move,
threatening to forever keep me between their cool, impersonal solid forms.
But the walls stop only seconds before I am trapped forever,
and they separate.
I take a moment to catch my breath,
and they appear,
many reflections of myself,
all eager to share their differing opinions.
Take that way!
Take the other way!
But I cannot move,
frozen in time and mind,
decisions weighing down upon my soul.
Who do I listen to?
Who is my foe?
Who is my friend?
I clasp my hands to my ears,
but their deafening cries do not cease.
I scream, I yell, I try to thrash at them,
but they only laugh at my efforts.
Finally I give up, I'm done,
and only then am I free to move.
I slump down against a wall,
defeated in every way.
And then the most miraculous thing happens:
silence descends around me.
I look up to see them smile as one,
and disappear into the milky late of the maze.
Confused and cautious, I stand up,
wondering what will be thrown at me now.
But I hear nothing,
not a sound.
No walls move,
no reflections appear,
and all is still.
I hesitantly put one foot in front of the other,
and only now,
with my mind clear and my thoughts calm,
do I successfully navigate the maze.