Maybe There is a Third Choice

Should I go or should I not. Such choices when the heart knows what to do. Swayed away from the view at the top. The beauty of the Valley when the mountain moves away. Get out of the way I say. To late the mountain has come to us. Over shadowing as we continue the climb. Some day you will see the valley from the mountain top. Like the song, you will see forever on its clearest day. The choice is all there is. It's ok, My darling My sweet.