At Crossroads

anytime the Sun rises
I wonder what the Day will bring

anytime I open my door

I know not what to expect
or whom I’ll meet
on this long road where no Heart
should beat alone

will it be the Drunk or the Bear

or the hand of gentle Breeze on my chest
to immerse me in passionate embrace 
or is it going to be
another long night
with my dreams tailored into nightmares

maybe, maybe not,

and hopefully not