The Trail Blazer

                   The Trail Blazer

The sun rises and sets again in the west
From every compass point the wind blows
Rain falls in the rivers flowing to the sea
And is drawn up to fall again below

Thus man is plagued with the cycles of life
Destined to repeat the same time and again
Trudging along on that same beaten path
Following along the great herd of men

Day follows night the sun ascends its course
Your nose to the grindstone, head to the ground
Look not to the right nor look to the left
Your rut is secure, it’s what keeps you bound

The herd is leaving don’t be left behind
Heaven forbid you should go it alone
There’s danger in those uncharted trails
Be not original, you’re just a clone

But one day you see a fork in the trail
And suddenly a choice you must make
The broad road the herd is lumbering upon
Or the narrow, which one do you take?

The one of the herd is broad and secure
The other dark, small and overgrown
And the first requires no effort at all
While the latter is frightful and unknown

It’s been years since I parted with the herd
And fearfully walked down that trail
With steps uncertain and my view unclear
And I feared I’d taken the road to hell

The trail made turns I knew nothing about
Cast problems with which I struggled and fought
But though I was frightened I did not give up
And reached for dreams for which I had sought

Now as I look back I understand those trails
The broad ones are for the herd and the pack
The narrow will hold just a few hardy souls
Who are the doers that never look back