Forks and Indecision

She traveled a road distantly,

Ever searching silently.

Reaching points of symmetry,

Always choosing carefully.

Trees and cliffs may hide the way,

Even on the fairest day.

What she'll see she cannot say.

She must decide for what to sway.

To stay at home or speak abroad,

To talk to strangers, serving God.

Others see her stay as odd.

Which path will she choose to trod?

Dying leaves and falling rain,

Winter storms do bring the pain.

Indecision is the bane,

For her energy will drain.

Forks in life and paths in roads.

Must decipher hidden codes,

Singing softly, pleading odes,

Bearing her great, heavy loads.

To where she walks, she does not know.

She only hopes that time will show

Where on earth she's called to go.

On a mission? Yes or no.