There is a long road ahead of me in this life,

But still, I'm aware that the road behind me extends

Far longer.There are times in our lives

When we take stock of those things which shaped us;

Those things which we allowed to create us.

I am such a crossroads. I don't like to admit it

But I still feel so much discomfort in my Heart

For things that seem to be so far behind me. I've grown weary of trying

And still, I try. I've grown tired of the distance

And still, I reach out my hand. I've grown fatigued at the cold

And so, I put on my warmest sweater

And I trudge forward through the deepest snows.

Is it ego alone that brings me to this place?

And what of the other thingsThat life has offered up?

Do I face the challenge undaunted?I think so.

There is a great purposeIn the knowing that I have found.

Still,I am left with the ashes.

Those scattered remindersOf the fire that once burnt so deeply

In my Heart.Now where is it that I should

Scatter those embers?Or do I just sit in them,

Roll in them,And laugh all the while?