The road less traveled

as i walked through the woods,
the leaves were dead on the ground,
alone in the silence, long i stood,
i questioned my heart if i could,
since he knew only where i was bound,

i felt the seasons passing away,
in infinite colors they disguised,
and though the mornings equally lay,
the time wasn’t enough to wait another day,
my desire was highly prized,

i searched ahead, and to my sides,
i cried out for a shadow but all in vain,
no steps had trodden back, no guides,
only the leaves speaking of how they died,
moving on didn’t feel like a gain,

but though the path didn’t look fair,
and options were many, but i-
i carried on and became more aware,
left the footprints for who i care,
i kept traveling on the road less traveled by