Work in Progress

have you ever noticed how crossroads exist at various junctures, appearing unexpectedly without warning. we can enter or not, meander around wait for what may eventually be forever, and then what? and there are those who wait, without a plan or vision seen remain, days and weeks become months and years and then it's the end, too late let us turn into this open door careful as we make our steps, the open canvas awaits fueled by hope and so much more, this great expectancy. seen by two, the vision grows stronger clearer, fully alive let us linger a while longer and bask while reeling in this wonder and awe, and while we are here we can roam the great mountains of promise curry the favor and hear angels sing as we fly above this fruited plain, of all we can see where anything is possible, if we only believe...