Closed Blinds

The window of opportunity; once seemingly limitless Now appears to be gloomy and hopeless The aspirations and dreams disguised as the truth.. Are these just lies that reside in his own mind? No proof, no action..just an attempt to appease and distract him The window of time; once an absolute eternity Is now running out in quite a hurry Pursuing dreams is similar to that of running on a treadmill; At the highest speed; there will not be enough endurance to actually achieve Yet, if too slow; no chance for progression, no chance to grow However; with a perfect balance of: talent, aggression, and humility.. Add a bit of: water, composure, and consistency And, of course, a sprinkle of belief..and there is the recipe to succeed The window behind; once hardly noticeable.. Evidently someone or something opened the blinds ..perhaps it was just time For the window behind; once hardly visible.. Now gives reason to be rejoiceful; for it seems to be the single window in which one is actually ahead of ones dreams