Intersection

The journey of a man is revealed in due time,
Which way he will go and how he will know.
Longings that dwell in the center of the heart,
The idea of not walking down it is devastating and he cant part.
Dreams come forth like hidden friends from the dark,
One day a person wakes up and knows which way to head,   
He cant stop pursuing it, for if it be so his soul would be dead.
Why waste a life that so evidently needs to wander,
Of life, death and purpose it surely does ponder.
There isn't a wrong way, just the long way about,
The tendrils of fear take root and sprout doubt.
But from a tree that is well nourished,
Come fruit that is beautiful to the eye and the tongue,
Nothing tasted so sweet as a labor flourished.
A failed and false attempt at living is like poison to the lung.
Dance to the beat of the webs of existence colliding,
Connect with humanity or you will surely be diving.
Up I walk upon my moment so bold and true,
Hello happy trail, I didn't know this look would be you.