Existence is time and movement
we cannot let ourselves get stuck
even Dr Seuss understood
the menace of "The Waiting Place"
So control your anger
Let go of the past
embrace the unknown
the future hidden
behind the next hill
You have only today
tomorrow is a mirage
Courage is life itself
you can only plan for such much
and you can only hope for less
Up anchor from the past
Let fly your sails
Fear not the tack or jib
Nor the size of waves
of depth of the oceans
and mind not the hypocrite
when everything reminds me
everything i do is
and my soul cries out
for the object of implied prepositions
again to make proposition
that i have made in the past
apparent companion to my soul
fearless of the consequences
if I can but overcome fear
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