For the Writers Island prompt "fork in the road or crossroads:"
At the crossroads,
where one could go either direction;
she chose the road less traveled
and that made all the difference.*
It might have been easier
to take a conventional path
of relative safety and comfort;
of predictability and routine.
But she wanted to fly to the far edges of things, * *
to venture beyond the horizon
where adventures beckoned,
curious and irresistible,
shaped by constant change.
No set boundaries
for this small town girl,
always longing for excitement
and new discoveries.
Even if the road proved bumpy and long,
pearls of wisdom produced along the way:
* A line paraphrased from The Road Not Taken by American poet Robert Frost.
**A line translated from French poet Guillaume Apollinaire.
Photo of cart of vintage luggage at the North Yorkshire Moors Railway Station, England.