I need
to know that my efforts can produce results. Imagine working toward a goal that
is impossible to reach, or that you’ve convinced yourself is impossible to
reach (think 5 pounds). That goal sinks under its own self-defeating prophesy.
But
accepting the promise of a “maybe” or a “chance” inherent in hopes and dreams, I
am eager to move forward. I continue to strive toward improvement in my craft,
my art. Throughout the length of this process, I also understand that the
completion of a goal does not deliver unending happiness. Life is a balance,
the tragedies giving fuller meaning to the explosions of joy, the success, and
the endless possibilities.
An Explosion of Possibility
Success
is a thimbleful
of
happiness
A
goal met or drawn near
Promises,
layered for buffer
raise
hopes
Granting
permission to go on
Wishes
meant for more than
empty
dreams
guide
the way forward
An
explosion of maybe’s;
chances
are; and possibilities;
give
purpose to life.
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I really like your phrase "an explosion of possibility"-- wow that kinda sounds like life, doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteLoved your poem. It's good to have goals and dreams whether they happen or not. Hope is great thing.
ReplyDeleteYes, Karen, it is much like life! Thank you for visiting.
ReplyDeleteShelly, you are so right, hope is a great thing. Thanks for stopping by today!