a journey
starts
with a
setting forth:
a launching,
a leaping;
it starts
by taking
one,
single,
step.
but
what of the next,
and
the following,
and all turns to come?
indeed it’s easier
sometimes
to
just
run.
run away, into
ignominious defeat
or worse:
to sneak
into a lair
of regret,
liveried
in the
bric-à-brac
of opportunity
foregone
&
the unkempt promises
offered in
the heat of callow
steadfastness.
but a swivel, a twist,
and a fresh attitude
will point
you
to
Your
truth.
i lie.
i wait.
i fear.
because
i see
the tremendousness
of
you.
just do it.
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