Moving On Poem by Levan Thomas

I'm standing at a crossroads,
Waiting for a sign,
That the path I've taken so far,
Was not following the blind,
That when asked to share my traces,
I'll offer a concrete plan,
Where love was my intention,
When I took you by the hand.
But were my lazy steps unconscious
To a rhythm in my mind
Where time and reality were nuanced
And hope long left behind
In my fear I've drawn some courage
That I'm worth a little more
And I'll bet my worthless heart
To have it once more restored