When was the last you stopped to hear the silence?
Away from the daily distractions of our lives,
In search for the next best thing,
The quickest pleasure,
The fastest ease.
Selling out our true selves to fit with the
Contradicting our minds and hearts
To flow with the crowd,
Sometimes, to get ahead.
Some are afraid to go against the grain
When it causes some setbacks and delays.
How do we choose between the forks in our lives;
Between the weathered path presenting the noise
To block the voice in our head,
Or the overgrown trail whose leaves
Crunch underneath our feet,
Creating a silence you can feel.
Which path are you least afraid of?