Step

Febrile mind, restrained by panoply of options bereft of meaning

Northern lights yet to appear, indifferent to intensity of stare 

Should I falter, course alter? As resolving lonely quest is rare 

Continue forward into unknown? The direction heart is leaning.

Resolved for more, yet feet disobey; remain leaden with indecision

Discomfort rises, doubt creeps, yet certain there will be no revision 

Ahead, dark but unspoiled, behind is unappealing and overgrown

Be bold, take that first step and the course will become known