I walk a hallway

After Isaiah 24

I walk a hallway of many doors

I walk a forest of many trails

a land of many highways and roads

until, overwhelmed by choice,

I choose: not knowing

where it leads, only knowing

that the choice is irrevocable,

return not a possibility

except in memory and regret

a door opens

a path is chosen

a road is traveled

only the going forward

matters.

Photograph by Maliz Ong via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.