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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