Looking ahead the road is long, dark and I can’t see far ahead. All kinds of traps must wait. Storms flash so far away I can see where they must hit.
I must travel this path, it isn’t clear, no one knows what will happen, but I must travel it anyway it’s the path I’ve chosen and while I can see the darkness and storms, I can’t see beyond. Past this darkness may be clear skies and bright sun.
I will not know for sure, unless I travel this road…