I now arrive at this
Meeting of many ways
I know not which to choose
So I now choose to pause
Nature's time to reflect
Regress to mother's womb
Trust God to let me live
And breathe freshness of world
I choose no distractions
So patiently waiting
For some kind of omen
Stillness pervades my mind
My body so relaxed
Heart has spoken loudly
I rise follow God's Path
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