Aberrations...

Stepping up and stepping down,
Pondering the steps along.
Stepping up and stepping down,
Wondering where the next step belong.

Moving fast and slowing down,
Thoughts are on top of the crown.
Moving fast and slowing down,
Wondering why these thoughts come along.

Running hard and stopping by,
Questioning the mind, how and why.
Running hard and stopping by,
Waiting for them move away.

Unfolding the moments.
Upholding the beliefs.
None had the heart to stay,
Left the mind, doubting the pain.

Unfolding the will.
Upholding the strength.
Reasoning the heart to cry,
Stood there and watched them pass by.

Life has too many aberrations and none of them are destined to stay. One door closes and the other opens, but one needs to allow the door to close, "Will" or "Choice", basis the situation. If "Will" preserves itself, doors will open up better than the previous ones. Too many doors might be confusing too, but in confusion you might be letting go the one which needs to be kept open, forever.