Thursday, September 20, 2012

Fog



I will be poised
I will not back down
As this mist builds
Surrounding me
I will be calm
And allow this fog
To gather around me
A wall, a border
I will push them away
March forward
Not seeing their fear or their hate
My conviction grasped in my hand
Each step built on my certainty
For they do not see
And this fog will guard me
Their blindness will trap them
Ignorance is not self assurance
just another version of being lost
I will walk forward
With my destiny unknown
Head up, and hands at my side
Will not cower at the mystery
But take on the opportunities awaiting me.

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