Crossroads
Again, I find myself at the crossroads.
Each potential path requiring me to dig even deeper
within my spirit to rise above and fulfill the driven purpose.
And though I know that I am capable and willing, I am afraid.
I am reminded of love and truth and honor and the things that brought me to this place.
The things that made me who I am and the things that divide me also.
And still as I stand at the crossroads inching toward destiny, I hesitate.
Wandering if the path I choose will be a journey that will match my set of wits
and tests the skills of others and if anyone else has ever felt this way, alone.
Understanding that it matters not which path is chosen, but only what it brings to me within and what it opens me to bring to the world…
-M. Jacobs
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