It’s all laid out; it’s all there for you
they say, you can do it! There is no
reason why you can’t. Why not reach
for the stars? Why not soar up high
never fearing the possibility that you might
come tumbling down? Like the gravity
of the situation might hit you like a mass
known to no other than failure.
What if you don’t reach those stars and fail
at lift off? Reach for the stars and go blindly
into the dark; into the vastness of what we don’t know.
And that can be done, they say.
But I think it works differently. Why not reach for the leaves
and start off seeing your path – knowing exactly what comes forward
so as to not get hit on your journey? Why not build and build and build
until you can’t build anymore? Why not climb? Right up to as high as you go
and build a ladder as you go along?
Defeat gravity; defeat that tumble, build those foundations and break the stars:
Break the very idea that they forced into your head and find your own way;
be your own person, be the one that you want to be.
Reach for the stars, but never soar; glide, like the wind glides across the grass, never failing
just constant and forever. Be that wind, be that one that glides without any obstacles
and without that fear of gravity; that fear that one day, you will fall down from the stars
and you will have nothing to hold you up; be the one who reaches the stars, but can stay there
without fear; anxiety? Fuck that, you win.
akajocky 