a fork in the road. IP. By MarciaMarcia

A Fork in The Road

Inspiration point

do we not live many lifetimes in the one

where perhaps 

ninety springs of buds become 

blossomed summer’s  piece

till swirling leaves of reprieve 

abound and meet 

the cooling ground 

where fall’s harvest feast of choice 

between each new divergent way 

leads nearer ninety winters round 

next season’s display

of changing winds

of wends and windes

through climbing hills 

and meadows fine with poppies full

and briared heaps

presents where fortune sleeps

then paused

we choose to step around the east and west

of here

north, south of now

or pass between and through at best

decide to skip the new

lest all the while our wander ways 

meander in and out 

till each becomes 

a myriad of questioned days

which path and turn to take

after all deciding fate

coda calls finale’s sound

three hundred sixty five found, examined, lived in stride

all bind these choices split and gait

in one life’s ninety seasoned

ride

               by MarciaMarcia

               July 16, 2021