A LADDER TO THE TOP
Looking up but seeing nothing ,not yet understanding how to take that first step
Sitting down is not a good start for standing up ,accepting or finding a hand that we can hold
Walls grower smaller leaving minds enclosed ,without a new view will we set a pace to escape
Can't see what is lowest when your on the bottom,starting a new cycle will have to be bold
Pushing outward against the exterior will we finally hear echoes from the halls,receiving sounds from another stage
Passions must begin from within, growth becoming preservation, paying our dues as the pages begin to unfold
Maybe more magic or mystic if places or answers stay hidden,but how can truth be found if we remain locked in a cage
No opposite forces apply when reaching for the sky,step by step ,rung by rung gradually a new story is waiting to be told
Time is never forgiving, making those steps has too become a larger part of true living
many unknowns to equate
Progression felt as we flow upward learning to live life with no handrails or judged by others scales ,adding height while becoming more composed
Left asking if adding more extensions will provide strength or blindly lead us to another closed gate. R.C.