Why on
earth,
does the
life branch,
on every
edge of choice?
Until you
choose,
everything
remains possible,
after that there
is just one path.
And them
all,
none is wrong,
all are right,
each and
every string of chance.
It’s up to
you,
no other can
do,
what you’ve
done and you will do.
Step
forward,
at gates of
unknown,
no doubt, no
chains to hold you back.
Let it
come,
the things
you dream of,
let in the touch
and feel complete.
May those
who never stop,
be your
guides,
to the land
of your own tomorrow.
