Pensively staring, I hear whispers scream... Maybe I should listen to see if things are as they seem. It's like running in place, yet, I, myself, occupy all lanes on my track of life.. I happily go at my own steady pace. Looking from one to the next only to see my own face glaring back at me. I choose to run on and see what the end will be.
Actively staring, realizing that I'm locked within the confines of myself. Knowledge is the key that fits all the locks...unlocking my true wealth. Bursting free, I'm ready to fly. I'm ready to climb. I'm ready to succeed and behold all I was meant to see.
Triumphantly staring as I stand tall on the mountain of my heritage, I look down and see the trail that was blazed... a trail blazed by me. I bask in the sight of others trotting along it. They follow my path as they create their own detours. Finally, they end at the same victorious peak that I reached. They are greeted with a smile that possesses many hidden treasures.
