Effort and Time

Like Moses in the desert, I have wandered. My destination nowhere in my sight. I’m searching for the joy I have been promised But hampered by the seeming lack of light. Like Icarus of old, I am a pris’ner. I’m chained here to the ground by gravity, And haunted by the things I can’t accomplish, The dreams of places I will never be. Like Samson, I’ve felt utterly defeated. It’s hard to trust that there’s a higher plan. I fear giving in to mediocrity. That where I’ll always be is where I am. Like Hercules, I’ve had my many labors. I’ve known my share of failure and success. So many tests still waiting in my future, And many miles to go before I rest. Like everybody else, I have been wounded, But deep down I am proud of every scar. For each one tells me I am making progress Although it seems I haven’t traveled far… But there’s nothing else to do but move forward, step by step. So, hand over hand I will climb. I know it’s true that I may never reach my horizon But I can leave where I am behind. All it takes is effort and some time.