TWO ROADS – TWO HEARTS
Two roads stretch out, and only two, to where the pathway ends; the one lies charted, broad and clear, across the hills that make the year; the other twists and bends! Two voices whisper – two alone – to every human heart; the one says “Wait! The hills are high! A cloud hangs dark across the sky!” The other whispers “Start!” Two roads – two hearts – a goal to cross, before the year is done; step out upon that beaten way; beyond the hills a brighter day, behind the cloud – the sun. From The Optimist
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