Ordeals and Obstacles

With each of our journey’s bump,

We need to build speed,

To conquer it:

But gritted teeth,

And short determination can only take us so far,

As a leap of belief

Takes us over, the rest of the way.

 

I can’t help but think

It would be better

- and safer – to simply have

No bumps, or hurdles

At all?

 

No rushed leap.

No pained landing.

 

But…

If life were a flat road

Would we ever really know

What flat was?

And wouldn’t we still

Have soft complaint

And painful joints

To carry us just the same?

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