Bumpy Waters

A swirling mess of ideas,

One turns into many more.

The first better than the next,

The next better than the first.

Inspired again and again,

Fear hides behind every door.

Planning out one thought,

Thinking about how to start.

Finding the purpose of it all,

With no answers to be found.

A reason nothing gets done,

Preventing all of it to stall.

A prayer of clarity may help,

Decide the right way to steer.

Beginning the hardest part,

A step of what’s to come.

Pushed aside the roadblock,

The journey made new and clear.

Avoidance was the easy way,

Remaining nervous and afraid.

A yearning desire remains ahead,

To live a dream and to succeed.

Not a victim of being unsure,

Seeking to achieve what was said.