Believe

Standing on a junction,

Not knowing where to go

To the right, where the birds sing.

Or to the left, where the tigers growl.

Confused, I take a step back

Afraid to choose one

For paths can be deceiving 

Wondering what if I lose myself in the maze and couldn't return?

Footsteps approach me

as I stand bewildered 

I ask, "how was the journey u took?"

"All paths are arduous darling." she says

"And only the venturesome make it through 

by believing in one."

                                                                     -Tanisha