The rain comes pouring down, pounding the surface of the car. You sit in the backseat, silent, watching the droplets race down the window excitedly.
Then, it all stops
For a brief moment, the hammering halts as you find yourself under the shelter of a bridge. A small reprieve from the noise and chaos of your surroundings. And though you may want to linger here a moment longer, here where it is quiet and safe, you must go on
Will yourself to be brave and push forward, for you have no knowledge of what might lay ahead. Yes it could be terrible, but what about beauty and success? There are an endless number of possibilities, too many to predict the outcome of each of them
So don't stagnate under the bridge, for around the corner there could be a field full of wildflowers waiting for you
Don't let fear of the unknown stop you from achieving greatness
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Ineffable moments
PoetryA bunch of words floating around my head that somehow came to make a modicum of sense
