The pang of nervousness hit,
struck and left to fend;
like a fish on a hook.

His mind paced with thoughts,
a train, they roared
here and there,
with no destination in sight.

In this guy's imagination,
he could bear it all.
A conjuring of answers,
to questions never sought.

In the flash of the moment,
he let fear take hold.
The worry of messing up;
of not knowing what to say.

Freestyling in his head,
he gave direction to his mind.
A statement of results
of work and hard luck.

Acceptance
in a union of one.
As the sun still shines
behind the clouds,
so too,
does this light still shine on.