November dribbles - 14

Sometimes the road seems more a sign than choice.
I know which way I’ll go
And dreaming, hope for good.
Star-crossed adventure calls me on. Rejoice
But drawing breath I stand
Beyond this land lie dragons.
Awaken now and listen to the voice
That says “I am.” Reply
I can.

Giving thanks for opportunities

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