The lonely road,
Nobody chooses.
Few end up walking
It’s length.
The path lined with flowers
Is much more enticing.
Warm and inviting,
Full of others making their way.
Each filled with lessons.
Each deceptive for what they are.
Your strength in the moment
Can guide you in your choice.
I advise,
To listen wisely
To the stories told
As you travel.
Seek truth
Along your way,
Weave in and out of the display.
One trip
Until the end,
Each one of us
Is promised.
DoRee MelNic 