At the Fork By Jacky Kapadia At the fork where quiet roads divide, One paved with echoes of what’s been, One lit by doubt and daring stride, I pause between the now and then. The first is lined with borrowed light, Familiar signs I’ve learned to read, The other bends beyond my sight, A path that asks for faith, not speed. Each choice reshapes the name I wear, Each step edits the tale I tell, For destinies are drawn in air By how we choose to walk, not dwell. So I lift my eyes from fear’s design And trust the pull of truer art— Not where the crowd has drawn the line, But where the soul declares its start. ==================END=================== #AtTheFork, #Poetry, #LifeChoices, #Crossroads, #DecisionMaking, #Journey, #SelfDiscovery, #InnerVoice, #NewBeginnings, #Reflection, #MindfulLiving, #PathLessTraveled, #Hope, #Courage, #Growth #poem