I’ve acted on the unknown again.
Goddamned glorious gumption.
Stuck for years in safety’s embrace.
I moved quickly, safely in place.
It’s okay to be grounded,
Just know where you stand.
What you may lose by not trying.
Sunlight sprouts growth, even in sand.
There’s a vision we all muzzle.
Aware something’s just not right.
Blindly grafts happiness to status.
It’s too hard to dig out now.
“It’s too hard to dig out now.”
Famous last words of the dead.
Dirt drifting on boxed pine.
But you aren’t dead yet, are you?
Open your eyes and take one step.
What do you see when you look beyond?
Don’t let it mirror what rests in the wake.
Just. Keep. Running. Wide. Eyes. Ahead.
Drawing by @kathrynkind