paths

The final point where old paths split and break away;
The pebbles here aren’t ground to sand from heavy feet
Treading out the life and soul from journey’s way.
I choose a path and take a step towards deceit
For strain and sorrow always come
Before the life and joy have won.

English: Crossroad at Ellough
(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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