The Blurry Line
A blurry line divides the road,
You want to cross, but you don't;
Skeptical of what lies ahead,
A wonderland or a dead end.
You wish to fly with your wings new-found,
Weights of dilemma pull you down;
You need to choose but you cannot decide,
You're lost amidst what-if, if only, and might.
Go ahead and dive into the sea,
Forget your fears and you'll be free;
You'll be the clouds and the rain,
And the dancing waves as the moon wanes.
There's magic in the wind if you'll believe,
The world's not always what you perceive;
The unsaid ciphers kiss your skin,
While the doubts bind your bones within.
Perhaps someday you will know,
Miracles happen if you just let go;
You'll be drenched with sparkling sunshine,
As you cross the blurry line.
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