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
least resistance,
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.
So, contemplation,
I’m no longer contemplating,
I’m leaving you behind.
