Friday, November 6, 2009

Doors

Doors

When we were young and towers of strength,
We were fearless and the future was surmountable.
We thought we could handle all that awaited us.
We even thought we could predict what awaited us.

As we gained years, we gained experience
And knowledge, aplenty so we thought.
We still believed we were invincible
Despite that which tried to convince us otherwise.

Older now, but not necessarily wiser
Life has not always been so kind as we believed it would be
But we muddled through and now we acknowledge
That we had no clue what the future would hold.

Perhaps that’s just as well
We might have given up before we started
And we never would have achieved what we did
It’s hard to open the door when you don’t know what’s on the other side.

4 comments:

  1. love this poem,tweeted and sahred

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  2. Thanks Evie and Petstore. I've also Tweeted and shared yours.

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  3. It's strange how not knowing can freeze into inaction, or spur us to try harder. And in the end, every minute beyond the moment is unknown till it happens.

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