The Way |
| by Dan Peeper |
I climb upon the mountain
Just to see what is in the way.
I know what's there,
But must I face it today?
I can only go forward,
Even when I look behind.
It doesn't matter which I choose,
I fear what I may find.
So I stand in this time
Feeling it frozen in place,
Waiting for me to chose
As indecision swallows my face.
Do I speak,
Or do I not?
What if I fall?
What if I'm caught?
Do I look into the light,
To make the path clear?
Will I get there faster
If I follow my fear?
I see what's in my way,
For it draws me near -
Is their a way over,
And can I get there from here?
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