In a meadow bathed in golden light,

Two paths diverged, a curious sight.

One led to mountains, steep and grand,

The other to the ocean's endless span.

The mountains whispered tales of old,

Of courage, love, and legends bold.

While the ocean's waves, with voices deep,

Sang songs of secrets they'd forever keep.

I paused to ponder, lost in thought,

Which path to choose, what lesson sought?

The mountains called with promises high,

While the ocean murmured a lullaby.

With heart ablaze and spirit free,

I chose the path that called to me.

For in the journey, not the end,

We find the truths that life intends.