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.