Stepping Stones

Moments, choices, paths taken
And not taken
For a purpose, a reason
In their own season

To learn, to grow
Do we know
When we choose
What we have to lose
Repeating themes
Or so it seems
Throughout our day
Come what may

Or is it better to have charted and mapped
As some of us as apt
To see the end
So as not to pretend
For our course is ours to see
Before we reach eternity


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