two roads

another fork in the road.

i only need walk straight if i wish to follow the path i am on now.

but as it is, i see a new one that branches away from the road i am on. i try to peer into the distance to see if i can catch sight of anything that may clue me in on where this alternative route will take me to.

but i don't see anything.

i know where this current path will lead me to. well, i DON'T KNOW exactly but i have an inkling of the experiences i get to go through if i follow this route. it offers familiarity, and i feel almost as if i will know where every bump in the road is, so i can avoid them; and i know there will be seasons of great beauty and majestic splendour; and i know how every subsequent turn will constantly be a pleasant surprise when God's blessings rain down to renew my spirit. this path has never let me down before.

the other one, i'm not sure. there may be imminent danger lurking just after a few steps. and i honestly don't know what's the best thing that will happen if i walk down that road. what is the best thing that can happen? i don't have any clue at all. what i get a whiff of is the scent of adventure - some good, others dangerous; a hint of a life that will be lived with all its darkness but without which, i will not grow and will not emerge to my fullest potential... well, that is, if i don't fall into any pitholes along the way.

so i stand rooted at this spot.

why do i need to find out what's on the other path... i ask myself.
but if i don't find out, i will never know, i answer myself.
and if i go down either road, will there come a time when i want to turn around and run down the other road because i can't resist the temptation to find out what lies on that road? i question.
surely it wouldn't matter then, i know.

still...

i stand rooted at this spot.

it really doesn't matter which path i take, i understand.
so why are there so many considerations? i wonder.

i look at the two roads before me again.