Choices

Ousted from safety

Into the storm,

I search for a place

To be covered and warm.

From two paths I must choose

The best of two evils

Guided by spirits,

Whether angels or devils.

To my right...

Luscious full pines,

But upon first glance,

Deception was mine

The wind blew,

And the snow hailed.

Beneath the drifts,

My death may avail.

To my left...

Barren branches I see.

The ol' oaks with no leaves

Hold no shelter for me.

Where do I run to?

My right or my left?

How can I be certain

Which way would be best?

It can't be foreseen.

There's no way to know.

I’ll need to take a chance,

Make a choice, and go...

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