When one road comes to an end
and you can see the intersection ahead,
it is not the time to say that you’ve done it all,
and pull over and put up a retirement shack
in which to sit and think about all you used to be.
You don’t need a retirement shack
because all you need to do is come to
the intersection, which branches off
onto many promising winding roads,
and choose one that goes a different way.
Who knows where that road might take you;
it might be the beginning of a whole
new way of being and seeing the world,
and so the retirement shack becomes
a distant option in some well forgotten past.
Come to the intersection and see the ways
that you might go and what you might be
if you take a chance and say that you’ll
give it a go, for, who knows, there in may
lie all that you ever wished to be.