For in the forest
There is a path
That diverges into two
But one should see
The perspective is new
For instead of one dividing
It is two colliding
One side may be smooth
The other made of dirt
But together they join
On the same destination
It is no coincidence
For fate brings it together
Where two paths merge
And face the stormy weather
All on their way
To the same final destination
Writing In The Deep 