There is so much to
think about these days, so much to analyze, and so many problems to solve.
I can tell by
the way that Danbox stares out over the horizon, focusing on nothing in
particular, that he must feel the same way that I do; overwhelmed.
I can't tell
if I am intimidated or excited?
I can't tell
if I am scared or ready for what happens next?
I can't tell
if I have read the signs right or not?
All I know is
that a voice inside is speaking to me now, louder than ever, and it is forcing
me to be honest in everything I do, and it is forcing me to take responsibility
for the gifts that I have been given.
I won't even
attempt to fight this instinct, or disrespect the will of my inner-self by
challenging these things I feel.
I will
listen, as intently as Danbox does in this moment. I will look beyond the
horizon and attempt to see something further away, and hopefully much more
important.
I may not
know where this path will lead. I may not know the full extent of my purpose,
but there is something inside that is controlling my vision, something
important that is forcing me to stop and read the signs properly.
I am still
here, against the will of the dark passenger, I am still here.
I am still
fighting for hope, despite admitting my desperate emotional defeat.
I am still
smiling in the face of the sometimes brutal and ugly complexion of this world.
I am still
here.
Despite the
lack of my Northern Star to lead me home.
I am still
here.
Despite my
desire to walk away and not see this through.
But I am
still here.
Despite my
fading patience.
I am still
here.
Despite
anything.
I will see
this through and finally reach myself over the horizon line.

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