Dash or Avalanche
It’s a steep trail to success mountain.
We are all hikers on life’s trail.
Some are leaders, some are followers.
But we’re all aspiring ants with hopes
that lie behind that mountain's slopes!
We cut through snow & rough terrain
hoping to gain time’s favor, an ancient
fickle giant with palms that dictate
our pace and place in life’s race.
We shed tears & blood but it’s all for nothing
You can’t move what’s made of calcified
ash for flesh & stalagmites for bones.
He has eyes that have never seen the light!
With no flesh and no blood circulating
he has no heart, no warmth, no cares.
So he sits there frozen on a crossroad
with his knees bent resting his palm
on chance’s hill waiting to cause an avalanche
or give us a chance to make a dash!
Those already ahead don’t look back
but those in the back are stuck with what
they lack with no way to go back.
You only move forward if your backpack
has all you need to withstand time’s need
for thick skin, endurance, and indifference.
So pack light, prepare for the fight
but don’t expect a flight maybe a plight.
One thing’s for sure, you need to wait
for time’s palms to make things accelerate.
Let’s hope for safe passage & no avalanche!
Inspired by: Starset's It Has Begun: https://youtu.be/XZp3Mtn-YsI