Choice is the bane of Virtue's existance; <br />Choice can lead the good man astray, <br />But sooner or later that man must pay; <br />If he should choose to dance the Devil's dance. <br /> <br />Virtue in Love, Love in Virtue, <br />Choice always comes between these two; <br /> <br />So many choices, like so many gems, <br />Each possibility glitters and gleams. <br />Though in choosing one I could shatter dreams, <br />Uncertainty's door Choice always opens. <br /> <br />Yet the final choice, as ever, falls unto you, <br />Cast off doubt and do what your heart would have you do.<br /><br />Alexander Steen Stewart<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/virtue-8/
