Day 26: The Choice

The Choice: to get a bus, or struggle onto the tube and take a diversion to get home?

The Choice: to get angry or to accept that the service is suspended, put the headphones in and drown everything out?

The Choice: to jump in front of a train, to end your life.

What drives someone to make that choice?

The Choice - Sorley MacLean

I walked with my reason
out beside the sea.
We were together but it was
keeping a little distance from me.

Then it turned saying:
is it true you heard
that your beautiful white love
is getting married early on Monday?

I checked the heart that was rising
in my torn swift breast
and I said: most likely;
why should I lie about it?

How should I think that I would grab
the radiant golden star,
that I would catch it and put it
prudently in my pocket?

I did not take a cross's death
in the hard extremity of Spain
and how then should I expect
the one new prize of fate?

I followed only a way
that was small, mean, low, dry, lukewarm,
and how then should I meet
the thunderbolt of love?

But if I had the choice again
and stood on that headland,
I would leap from heaven or hell
with a whole spirit and heart.

Day 25 of the October "On This Day" Photo Challenge: The Choice (1911: Birth of Sorley MacLean)