What Do I Choose

I’m standing here
In the middle of four paths
Don’t know where to go
Don’t know what to choose

Could I choose the east?
A tunnel
With no end

Could I choose the south?
A path
With a needle branch

Could I choose the west?
A bridge
With a broken strings as a rope

Could I choose the north
A stair
With a thin ice staircases

I’m standing here
In the middle of four paths
Seeing the sky with a hope
Hope if god will guide my way