what then shall we do?

listening to: nothing


"what then shall we do?" he questioned.

"to sit and reflect or press on?"
"well i of course shall stay.
this is my crossroads to man,
my island to be in charge of.
many pass through here and could use some guidance.
but what about you now?"

"me?" i asked.
"heh, i suppose i'll go on ahead,
in time. i still don't think i'm ready to go yet,
despite what you said. i need to wait."

"it's up to you," he replied.
"always is."