And so we start,
the gentle pressure of our disdain,
this feeling
that brings us back
to the beginning again,
Cycles within cycles
displacing us
within our own fears,
these realizations that all we hold within
is something to gain.

To step away now,
to walk blindly
whilst we find our way,
to stumble in the darkness
as the light holds us in her embrace
we surrender
our fears now
out of place.

This journey,
how it offers us
the opportunity to understand,
to see how the way we think
is the way in which we command.

To observe,
as all around us,
falls onto disarray.
To rise up and begin each day,
no longer on the shoulders of others
But standing firmly as we find our own way.

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