If I stand here in contemplation,
I’ll never get to where I’m going.
I could plan and never fail
because my plans are never a threat
for success nor failure.
My goals would remain only goals
because they are always something
to look forward to becoming.
I wculd find myself in complacency
if I find myself only contemplating.
Why bother having thoughts, ideas
or plans if my intentions
never follow through?
Why have dreams or want more
if I can never see myself achieving
what I desire?
At times it seems easier taking the path of
If I go that route I could settle for contentment.
But, then I’m like the lame man from birth
who sat at the gate called Beautiful
But, there are other alternatives,
I could do as he and move beyond
the place of “do nothing”
and “do something”
to exceed the expectation
of any limitations.
I’m not only contemplating
on leaving you behind.
I’m already gone.