Thursday, December 15, 2005

Crossroads

Stopping at the crossroads
of life,
I look behind
and see colors;
painted with love,
hope,
joy and
laughter.
I look ahead
and see black.
No colors,
no white.
I look into my hands
and see the paintbrush.
I hold
a new beginning.
A brush that will age,
that will color
and paint
the roads to come.
I'M SCARED!
But remembering all
my friends,
parents and
God who helped
me paint the previous
road,
I wonder;
"what color
should I
start with?"

1 comment:

Sue said...

I love that imagery.