How do you choose?

I wrote this in Sacrament meeting today (I still paid attention, sort of, hey, inspiration struck, I couldn't turn it down, it's been over a year since I've written anything).

It's still rather raw, and needs polish, but I might as well put it up here anyways.

How do you Choose?
When two paths lay before you, with what methods do you choose your way?
It's not a matter of which has been traveled less or more.
There is no grass been trod nor underbrush grown by which to gauge the popularity of the trail.
Simply left or right with no whisper of what lays at either's end.
No notion of which may lead through rough terrain or which will lope downhill.

Will the first lead you through wooded hills?
The shade protect you from the sun.
And as life leads on from Spring to Fall reward you with its glowing colors?
Or will those peaceful woods turn to oppressive forest, enclosing dark and dreary?
Smothering your soul from the precious light of day.

Perhaps the other follows along the river bank, meandering on its way.
Clear, fresh water to quench your ample thirst.
Soothing your tired feet at the end of each long day.
But is the Spring filled with floods which consume your easy trail?
You fight your way through the brush to keep up with the raging stream.
With luck it calms and you can spend your Autumn years relaxing along the bank.

Alas, from where you stand there is no way to tell.
So as you stop at the forks of life, two paths from which to pick;
With what methods will you choose your way?

As for me, I shall follow my heart.