a path forks--

and now I'm in a quandry--

I know all roads lead home

but spare me the smug piety--

it's the talking that path

that kills us slowly--gives warning

in a language we can never

begin to understand

attending our deluded notions

of manipulating our fates--

learn it--grace does NOT suspend karma

unless karma has BEEN suspended--

you wait for it to take care of your business

and you're finished--

a path splits and either way I go

I'll still have to contend with what I've done

and where I'll wind up next-whatever way opens

and whatever the One allows--

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