Chance

Majestic Sunrise from the Summit of Mount Fuji Spreng Ben via Compfight

 

Chance starts with a morning.

Maybe rain?

Maybe cold?

Maybe today is when waiting ceases?

So many times in your life

When you did the impossible.

When you, in your art, caused a mind to change

Or controlled yourself, when losing control would’ve been understandable.

 

Your mind is set upon

Something.

Your imagination maps out a path between your head, heart, and hands.

You’ve done so much harder, why would this be your downfall?

Fear can be a caring dictator

Or a companion pointing the way.

 

Chance rises with the morning.

Will you take it?

 

[Poem #240]

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