The journey

Many a different roads intertwining everywhere
Those who takes it would go here or there
Maybe knowing where here is, or not
Either way it's a journey not a trot

It came as a turning at the end of a twisted tunnel
A tunnel that protected from rain and shine
The scenes by the sides were exceptional
Of things that were new and spectacular

Different strokes we see on this path
Friends, enemies, love and hate
Greatness, hardwork, past and present
Times changing, new turning old and so much more

To choose between the safety of the habits and intriguing unknown
To do what is tested or learn new ways
Drown in now or wait for then
But fear no more as you must know all is well in the end