As I look back,
I see how all the dots in my life
how one decision led me to another,
how one twist of fate,
good or bad,
brought me to a door
that later took me to another door,
which aided by several detours,
long hallways and unforeseen stairwells,
eventually put me in the place I am now.
Every choice I made
laid down a trail of bread crumbs,
so that when I look at my past,
there appears to be a very clear path
that points straight to the place
where I now stand.
But when I look ahead
there isn’t a bread crumb in sight,
there are just some birds and rabbits,
a beautiful lake,
a bunch of cacti,
and an ever-changing sky.
I glance from left to right
and find no indication of which way I'm supposed to go.
And so I stand here,
sniffing at the wind,
looking for directional clues
and I think,
Can embracing uncertainty be a positive force in my life?
Sometimes not having any idea
where I'm going
works out better than I could possibly have imagined.
Connected bread crumbs
but only in the past;
It was I
who connected them.