April Prompt #4

April Prompt #4

Kari #3

A FORK THAT CHANGED MY LIFE

When you come to a fork in the road, take it.

   ~Yogi Berra

 

It was late winter.

I was wearing my green felt hat

and a blue nylon parka

and a black-and-white silk scarf

from my friend Diane.

I was tired of trying to see

the shapes of crystals,

tired of measuring.

I needed music and paint.

I wanted dance.

Too many stories called to me.

The way sands and clays drifted

to the bottom of the lake

and made their patterns

had kept me where I was,

but I could not see them

making the pattern of my life.

I walked past the bookstore,

across the parking lot

and through a door

I’d never seen.

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