Finding The Straightest Paths Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Standing on another threshold of life, timidly
wondering what this one will hold.

Are we ever ready to become who we should have
been, or do we constantly fool ourselves into
believing this idea?

Darkening doorways, doubts fold and unfold
preciously inside our hearts, hoping desperately
that our time in life has begun.

Being ready is not enough, steps must first be
taken in directions of our choosing, decisions
thought out, eyes forward on now opened
destinations.

Throughout our time life will alternately swallow
us up or spit us out, as we learn increasingly
how to continue holding on.

Keeping our sights focused on life and it's ending
so we may find the straightest path in right
directions.