Cushion my bed for a sleep
I have come close to achieving.
Lower me down, enabling me to touch the sky.
Lay this dust
let it encircle me.
This treacherous journey has brought me almost to my knees,
but I soon reach my crossroads.

I look at the choices ahead of me
wondering what direction I should take: left or right.
Which path will continue to plummet me into my self-destruction,
and which one offers promises of peace.

In my confused hiatus,
I forget to simply...Breathe.
To let the wind jolt through my body,
rushing into my veins and refreshing my blood
until finally escaping through my skin.
I smell the grass, wet from morning dew,
tingling in my nose.
I feel the sun's powerful rays, ironically, gentle on my face.
I see the trees,
almost waving at me.
The wisdom that they hold humbles me in their presence.

I am calm.
I am reassured.
I'm back on my feet
realizing I don't have to decide, just yet,
which road to take.