August 24, 2015

I think that life presents us with certain challenges or circumstances
Life then waits
Withholding from us
To see how we respond

I see myself on a level
A wooden level
There is a wall in front of me

Often times I am so preoccupied with what is behind the wall
That I forget to look around and see where it is that I am standing

Only until I pay attention to where I am,
does the wall dissolve

Before I know it
I’m in a different place
Reminiscing for the hallway wherein I once stood, anxious

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