Back when I was a 9th grader, I had a talent that I didn't know I had, until it was discovered by accident. It consumed me, gave me a thrill. A few months later I was told that I had two choices, to continue and devote myself, perfect it to the point of being someday famous, or to drop it.
Today . . . I am happy with the life I have.
The Choice
The race of my heart,
racing with my mind.
Thrill of excitement,
has a price to pay.
Voices demanding,
of what I must do.
The race with my body and spirit.
Who will win?
Through the biting cold darkness,
I wander.
I’m lost and confused.
I pray, pleading and wishing,
for comfort and guidance.
Silent tears run down my face,
I try to figure out,
which path I must take.
Each has a different future.
The decision,
what to do, cuts into me.
Like my blades,
that cut into the ice.
Then came the peace,
my answer.
It’s going to be ok.
I took a step forward,
with a smile on my face.
With peace and faith,
in my heart.