Despondent Know More

Broken.

Hollowed. 

Path beaten down.

Found a different step to take.

Found an alternate road to walk.

Unexpected and intrigued.

Is my fate at my fingertips

or in the palm of my hand?

Do I choose to see a certain way

or is this life one of surrendering?

I walk that straight line just to get by

and all the while wishing I were 

at the mercy of a river.

Choice and freedom.

Dependent and unknowing.

I choose freedom within the unknowing.

Mystery is upon us. 

And it is beautiful.