From where I stand at this point in time
while peering out of human eyes,
I see divergent realities,
unknown potentialities
that, as I surmise
with my thinking mind,
I instantly recognize
as holding several possibilities,
peppered with liabilities.
So how do I choose?
What will I lose
by picking one to travel?
And what might I find
on the path I take
that could make me wonder why
I dared to forge ahead,
despite the angst and dread,
on this, my chosen road?
For now, the start of this uphill climb
demands of me that I devise
a way to merge idealities
with earthly actualities.
As I magnetize
what has been aligned,
my efforts then crystallize
a path from countless probabilities.
Using innate abilities,
with Spirit, I fuse.
Thesean clews,
with diligence, unravel;
the trail left behind
leaves a lot at stake.
Yet I bravely must defy
this labyrinth I tread,
for Daedalus’ thread
defines my chosen road.