The Path of One
(By Robert Waldhour)

Stepping away in the crimson tunnel
Trapped in a moment of time
Must find my idyllic self
Before the final bell chimes
Straining to see my way forward
As I traverse this narrow ridge
Caution must be utmost in my dance
For such a lonely journey as this
Will I earn a golden heiligenschein?
Or stand alone in a darkened sky?
No time now for myopic moves
I must bravely stem the rushing tide
My steps must be determined and sure
Can't let my soul fall away
As I make one final climb
And reach to embrace the day.