Walking
through a labyrinth, full of both possibility and danger, I reach
the end of the road I was on and must choose to go left or right,
and I have no idea how to go about making that decision, or the
ones that are sure to follow it.
I lament that I don’t have help from religion,
a God in the sky who sees the whole maze, who I could put my trust
in, pray to for a sign about which way to go…someone, anyone who
knows the way out, can see the big picture and tell me which way
to turn. Other
mortals are no help. I
meet them along the way and they can tell me where they came from,
the strategies that they have tried, but they can’t know what
will work for me. Everyone
has to solve the puzzle for themselves, choose
their own adventure.
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