Shooting for the high score,
shot back down by a blocker.
Wondering which fork in the path to take.
Will this finally be the one?
The one that leads to success?
When it’s good it’s so easy to stay positive and focus my eyes heavenward.
When it’s bad; eyes downcast, heart aching, spirit dragging along behind like a shadow.
To follow, the path is narrow and daunting when human opinions collide.
My eyes focus forward, onward, upward.
He lights my path with light but I must seek to see it.