The road not taken...

Where the hamlet ends

a less trodden path takes shape
look for a bed of wild flowers
where the willows drape

the flowers bloom throughout the year
which ain't an ordinary sign
between two willows is a portal
to a land beyond time

once through the willow trees
you leave the world behind
here time itself does not exist
and uncanny plays your mind

a warning to behold for those
who wish to go explore
here good and evil coexist
and magic takes its toll

a mile into the wooded land
and tranquil creek emerges
follow the creek unto the end
where it splits and diverges

at that point you pick and choose
and let luck weave your fate
one way leads where demons tread
the other at Eden's gate

an honest soul that's pure of heart
will choose the right path
a deceitful one with sinful past
shall suffer a dreadful wrath

if fate brings you to the fiends
those soul sucking wraiths at unrest
they'll rip you of good memories
forever to wander in dark forest

but if you prove your heart is gold
and abstain the route to abyss
elven creatures will come forth
to receive you in entrancing bliss