Choice By Choice

A single choice, so small, so slight,  

A whispered thought, a flick of light.  

Once again, the step is made,  

And habit forms where doubt once stayed.  

A river carves the stubborn stone,  

Not in haste, but time alone.  

A footstep pressed upon the ground  

Will shape the way where none was found.  

No thunder calls, no banners rise,  

No sudden change before the eyes.  

Yet choice by choice, the course is set,  

A path unfolds where feet have met.  

Turn once, return, repeat again,  

And watch the way that choice will bend.  

For every step, each new selection,  

A decision repeated becomes direction.