Gift Given
A gift is given when we are born,
It’s arrays shine over our lives through kaleidoscope eyes.
The responsibility endures to live according to the foundations of our being.
Hold it tight and take its advantages.
Steps hardly ever move forward,
Mostly back.
If you imitate the momentum of others,
it’s a rigid path that does not bend in the distance.
So walk the pace that your feet can transfer to the treads that deliver to your life.
And the tracks to push and prod your progression will be worth all its embattled pathways in the end.
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