Crossroad

I have arrived at the crossroad.
Which way will I turn?
To one side is my past
To the other, something new.

I see a man before me
Shining like the sun.
He reaches out His arms.
He beckons me to come.

Will I go or will I run
Back to the place I started?
This is the hour where the roads meet.
I must make my choice.

©Speckled Horse Music