A Kick In the Stones
You would not know the beauty of light.
were it not for the existence of night
You would not know to fear the dark
were it not for the joy that lives inside your heart.
We live our lives by comparison,
you know this to be true.
When nothings worthy of your greatest defense,
you have nothing much to lose.
Why long for touching the sky
when you barely know how to walk?
Why start staring contests with the walls.
(I told you long ago, they DO not talk!)
Why dread something will end
if it never really began?
Why build yourself a home
if all you have is sand?
Why dream at all
when nothing is guaranteed?
Why take the leap of faith
when you're most likely gonna bleed?
You think it's all just a game
because life dealt you a crappy hand.
You gotta ask questions, and take nothing for granted,
if you can ever wish to understand.
It's perfectly normal
to let the floodgates gush out,
or get bloody knuckles
from thrashing at trees.
With all your strength keep forging ahead,
it's what's life's all about.
When the path set before takes leaps and dives,
you say yes, please,
and thank you kindly!
We don't bother with the spiel;
Shoulda, woulda, coulda
for that does nothing for you.
Indeed there is a time for everything,
and right now the time to fortify
is long overdue.
It's you who do none or these things:
lose control, stumble, and cry out,
who are the ones I say a prayer for.
Even keymakers and wisdom teachers
take month long vacations.
Sometimes you just gotta kick down the door!
And say "Here I am, now take your best shot!
I'm ready to claim what I have so passionately sought!"
It's time we take this transformation
from squeamish boys into sturdy men.
I'll give your personality a good hard kick in the stones,
you need only say when.
Copyright © Timothy Hicks | Year Posted 2013
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