You say “what if…”
And I think about that
And then I think some more
And I want to take a step forward
To meet you in the middle
But what I end up doing
Is taking at least one step back
As I utter “Yeah, but…”
I recognize that I do that a lot –
Instead of embracing an opportunity
I settle for less.
Sometimes it feels like
I’m settling for less than nothing,
Because as time goes by
I see how I could have benefited
From the change proposed.
I keep on stalling before moving.
I wonder, “what if I fall?”
And then, the more confident voice in my head goes,
“OK, but what if you fly?
And what if you manage your life and environment
Much better from here on?”
How well that brave comment sounds.
I want to follow it
And then –
Anxiety and fear to make a choice
Kick me in the ribs.
Each time a decision is to be made
It feels like I’m facing a road sign saying
“Road works in progress. Expect closure, delays, genocide, Armageddon…”
Sure, I’m terrified!
Yet how realistic are those?
And how high is the possibility
That my undertaking a small new something
Is going to burn me with napalm instead of opening a door?
Yeah, but what are the guarantees that it would?
Well, sometimes there are none –
Life isn’t fair and violets are blue,
Yet some common sense, believing, hoping, and a realistic guess
Should count for something.
Taking no chances relates to jumping off a skyscraper.
But this one I’m dealing with is not it.
So, instead of “yeah, but…”
I push myself forward
To say, “Yeah, OK!”
And keep on doing so.
the image was copied from https://ramblingsofapilgrim.com/could-you-too-be-suffering-from-spiritual-inertia/ and twist-faded into a napalm burn by me. thank you.
Trezvennost II 