We can wait a lifetime
and never be certain
never taking that first step
that leads to a journey
of a thousand miles
arm’s length stands
just a step away…
Suspended with bated breath
at the daunting crossroad’s cusp
the sun yawns and vanishes,
stealing away the unused shine
abandoning its thrown shadows
yielding to the repose of night
aspect bemoans atrophy
love is the opposite of fear
the trepidation of failure
weighs heavy on the threshold,
knowing all the while,
without stepping through,
life is just a step away…
© Harlon Rivers
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