The Crossroads

Standing at the crossroads

Looking north, facing south

The west wind’s blowing

I’m not sure where I’m going

I see you coming from the east

You look familiar, have our paths crossed?

Your eyes are soft, as if you say

Yes we have just yesterday

I think of a greeting but worry holds it at bay

The more I try to speak the stronger dismay

When the words finally come

I see your eyes encourage me

I’m not sure why we’re here

Again something I fear

I’m not sure why it is that I can’t speak my mind

The words there a moment ago are now hard to find

Standing at the crossroads

Looking north facing south

The west wind’s blowing

Not sure where I’m going

I feel something warm

It’s your hand in mine

You turn me around

The wind suddenly dies down

It’s as if there is magic in your touch

I’m so glad you’re near me I missed you so much

The friend that you are

The person I am

Gives me reason to want you

Gives me reason to need you

I’m so glad I am with you

We’ve both traveled so far

Standing at the crossroads

Looking north facing west

The sunshine behind us

I now know where I’m going

I know where I’m going