When left standing at the centre of an asterix,
Even an eight-legged octopus is bound to feel torn.
Relax. Breathe. This isn't an obstacle race.
Life is easy because it was designed with you in mind.
When your thoughts speed by leaving you speechless,
Stay calm- blowing your top worsens your standing.
The sands that slipped to fall can be scooped up again,
Your battles, overlapping, can be fought to win in time.
Don't run! Walk, crawl, keep going- every step counts!
The days might come to shock, despite your all efforts;
But who is it that you come home to late in the nights?
On bringing back a herd to party at your expense,
Whom do you think you're favoring- them or yourself?
Venting, blaming and praying are all different things;
Which one of these have you been busy doing lately?
Ladders were created to reach wherever you must go;
However long you take, the framework remains sturdy,
Climb, fall and climb again- it won't ever cease to exist.
You might have sprained an ankle- heal soon, it will;
You might have lost your way, paths will find you still.
Gaze fondly at the silent unshaken bonds, the comfort,
Be grateful for hidden mercies that move into the light;
Where would you be without these to hold you in place?
Would there continue to even be a race?
Or Would you have turned away, to run instead of face?
Tough decision that could have been, eh?
Have you found your reason to believe in Him, yet? ;) ;)
Glide along the shore as gracefully as can be,
There is a shining star waiting for you by sea;
Take it into your hands and let it guide you ahead,
Check your heart though- is it allowing you to be led?
Respect where you are, the happy roads are narrow;
Whatever limb you take, it'll begin here, that arrow.