If I stand here in contemplation,
I’ll never get to where I’m going.
I could plan and never fail
because my plans are never a threat
for success nor failure.
My goals would remain only goals
because they are always something
to look forward to becoming.
I wculd find myself in complacency
if I find myself only contemplating.
Why bother having thoughts, ideas
or plans if my intentions
are never followed through?
Why have dreams or want more
if I can never see myself achieving
what I desire?
It seems easier taking the path of
if I go that route I could settle for contentment.
But, then I’m like the lame man from birth
who sat at the gate called Beautiful
begging when there are other alternatives.
I could do as he and move beyond
the place of “do nothing”
and “do something”
to exceed my expectations
or any limitations.
I’m no longer contemplating,
I’m leaving you behind.