Decision Point

Standing at the point of decision.
Rail and car cross in time.
The road bends into the unknown.
Two rails held apart by strong ties.

Standing at the junction of fear and longing,
contemplating the turmoil of the heart.
Safety or adventure.
Dull certainty or exciting confusion.

Sanding at indecision.
Heart and head.
Feet and hands.
All pulling in different directions
as a feeling from above
pulls eyes upward
to see twin cloud trails
converging in the distance.

Vanishing point where
perspective merges,
and souls melt into eternity.


Till next week,

About Andrew Reynolds

Born in California Did the school thing studying electronics, computers, release engineering and literary criticism. I worked in the high tech world doing software release engineering and am now retired. Then I got prostate cancer. Now I am a blogger and work in my wood shop doing scroll saw work and marquetry.
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12 Responses to Decision Point

  1. inesephoto says:

    So true. Great poem.


  2. Christy B says:

    Yes, I totally understand what you are talking about here!


  3. Hope says:

    I wish there was a double-like button. 🙂


  4. I get it. Well done, Andrew.


  5. slpsharon says:

    Undecided I stand at that point
    Unable to move till I make up my mind
    Shall I remain rooted forever?
    Or make up my foolish mind?

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  6. floridaborne says:

    Standing there, feeling the fear fighting with the longing, nodding my head and thinking, “How many times have I been standing at the point of indecision?”

    Too many times.


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