Amidst Darkness

I carry a torch into the mouth of the cave, not knowing its depths, or the secrets it holds. I am here, alone. Unsure and scared. Do I enter? Or do I wait, right here at the entrance, and see what emerges?
Hesitation. A long breathe. Checking if my feet are still there. Will they carry me as far as I need to go?
 Turning around. Longingly eyeing the valley below.
 "No one even knows that I have left."   The thought strikes deeply. Live or die, it's my choice. My solo, soul journey. I don't even know who I am. What sayeth my intuition, want, inkling and desire? What is the best choice, I say to myself, a thought so loud it bounces off the stony walls.
  Caves often appear like wombs...or tunnels to hell...or heaven...or just a good place to get lost in when you are unsure of who you are and what is happening around you. Primitive cave dweller. Wanting nothing more then a warm fire and roasted nuts. Ah, for warmth, solitude and security.
 I am not forced to take action. This is my vision. Time is irrelevant. Maybe I'll just sit here awhile, staring at the stars....contemplating the fate I hold within my hand.