Author Chris Maxwell Standing now,
even uncertain of the
future direction or the
original foundation.
Life’s rather tricky,
while certainty only
appears occasionally
during the adventure.
Some assurance stands up
and helps us rest
and breathe deeply, calmly,
while thoughts ramble
from one side to an
extreme opposite side
all while
lowering expectations
to avoid hurt
or embracing potential
to pursue the risks.
When we give our best
and take that holy chance,
it’s like
standing now
in the land of maybes,
of chance, of hope held
by hands capable to
somehow carry.
Initial hopes stand by fear.
Dreams sleep in the night
of favor.
The flavor of invisible reality
tastes like what we’ve craved for a
very long ride.
Shall we, now standing
and knowing,
nod ourselves approval
of faith in action?
Life waits.
Worlds wait.
We choose.
And are glad.
even uncertain of the
future direction or the
original foundation.
Life’s rather tricky,
while certainty only
appears occasionally
during the adventure.
Some assurance stands up
and helps us rest
and breathe deeply, calmly,
while thoughts ramble
from one side to an
extreme opposite side
all while
lowering expectations
to avoid hurt
or embracing potential
to pursue the risks.
When we give our best
and take that holy chance,
it’s like
standing now
in the land of maybes,
of chance, of hope held
by hands capable to
somehow carry.
Initial hopes stand by fear.
Dreams sleep in the night
of favor.
The flavor of invisible reality
tastes like what we’ve craved for a
very long ride.
Shall we, now standing
and knowing,
nod ourselves approval
of faith in action?
Life waits.
Worlds wait.
We choose.
And are glad.