What was he thinking
As he shuffled down the path?
Love lost?
Love gained?
Life in all its splendor
Or in all its pain?

The late day sun
Cast long shadows
That held on,
Like the experiences that shaped
Who he is,
Remembering,
Regretting,
Exulting.

The path diverges,
Which way will he go?
Right or left?
North or south?
East or west?
Up or down?

The shadows become longer
As darkness falls.
He closes his eyes
Asking for wisdom
To choose what he needs.
He turns……..