Not really a bl issue, but I wrote this poem yesterday about having to make a choice *now* about staying a physics major at one school (very hard!) or switching to a psych major at another school (much easier, and less expensive) and only minoring in physics. since I plan on being a priest, the second seems to make more sense, but I have other plans that having a physics degree could help immensely. SIGH

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Two paths lie before me, each leading to the same mountaintop;
I have walked one for a long time now, fighting the thick undergrowth and sheer cliffs
I have enjoyed and learned much because I took this path.
But now the other path has crossed mine again
________and it looks better.
I am afraid that the path I am on may kill me
________that I lack what is needed to go the hard way
________that I will fail
________that what is shrouded in mist above will turn me back empty handed
The other path is by no means easy, but I know I can traverse it,
________as I have traversed many like it before.
And I must reach the top.

Is it foolishness
________to remain on my chosen path,
or is it cowardice
________to flee from its challenge?

Which is the path my Master wills me take?

Is it pride
________to stay on the more gloried climb
________and should I then run to the top by the assured way
or is the journey truly more important
________and what I learn by fighting
________is why I travel at all?

Which is the path my Master wills me take?

Is this path so fearsome
________because it is the right path
________and Evil thwarts my way
Or is the other attractive
________because it is the right way
________and God defends my feet?

Which is the path my Master wills me take?

Or is it the choice itself that matters:
________that I make it at all?