I sit in the stillness of silence
I want to run
I want answers to fill the unknown
To ease the fear inside
Trusting
A road less traveled
I often would rather spirit to the finish line to get the results of the race
It's like meditating in a pool of Dark Matter
Speed reading the book
Afraid it might be just like the last story
My insides growl in protest
It's my story to write
An artist wanting his mural to be great
Right now it's a blank white canvas
Artists must dance with disappointments and bliss as they walk into the tapestry
Each brush stroke a life that was lived
A battle that was fought
Sometimes won
Sometimes lost
Applaud the painter who continues to paint
Applaud yourselves