Within Poem by crystal conrickknight

A whisper was heard faintly at first and then as though it was coming from within
A walk during dawn
the path a rugged road divided
scent of sea salt to the left
smokey air to the right
the middle path being the less desirable was pulling at my soul
where the road is worse and the path is difficult
the sea was inviting and relaxing hell even the smoky wooded path was like home
How often we take paths unknown
detours in life crosses that shouldn't have been
At the end the struggle has always been made well worth it
following within.