You walk your path of life,
In front you think you see your future,
in the back is your past,
Every now and then your realize you hit a crossing to another path.
You might take it or not.
But once you realize that there are choices everywhere,
You find yourself crossroads anytime,
The way ahead disappears,
The past becomes bland.
Your way is now and here, no matter where you go. It your descition. Over and over again.