Choices

That lone Penguin

On that desolate snowy path

Making that Choice, that day

Doing what felt right to her

Doing what felt true to her spirit

Choosing the Silent mountains above all else

Was she  choosing  Solitude  

 Was she choosing  Aloneness

Was it angst that drove her

Was it Liberation that she sought

Who ever truly knows anyone's  Whys?

Today, we who have stumbled on her

And connect with that lone soul

Each on our lonesome journey 

Never truly a part of all that is around us

That lone Penguin and  Us

Driven by Choices

The Choices we make

The Choices Life makes for us

The Choices that Life pushes us to make

Do we ever realize their true impact...