I had been here yesterday.
I am here yet again today.
My heart pumping-
And every bit shaking.
"I have made up my mind!"-
I yell into my ears.
I want my resolution to hit
The air of anticipation.
Yet the silence echoes
With its splitting presence.
My toes are fidgety-
Trying to scratch
Every inch of the insides
Of these worn out shoes-
My constant companions,
My skates through fires.
Eyeing the view ahead-
A murky puddle;
Which was smaller yesterday,
Has grown larger today.
Maybe I can cross?
Maybe I won't?
Maybe I will do it tomorrow?
Maybe I can't?
Torn between the maybes
I turn back to run.
This ill-advising demon of mine
Has won for today-
To drive me back home
To my floating comfort zone,
Only to face the puddle
Tomorrow yet again-
Which would have grown
Bigger than usual.
My legs are now racing
Against my racing thoughts,
Growing louder and louder
With increasing pace,
Yelling into my sweaty face
With remarkable lucidity-
How am I not able to
Cross this small puddle?
While I have come all this way
Crossing the largest oceans?
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My Random Musings
RandomA collection of random pieces of my thoughts on anything Earthly. An introspective contemplation? ~complete Cover by- A watercolor painting by yours truly. I call it - The Blue Void. *All rights reserved*
