#117 - THE DAY
My eyes open to the morning sun,
---there is another day...
I feared there would be no day, that life might end,
---and all the possibilities of the future would vanish,
------robbed from me, stolen, lost forever...
---------No chance to begin again...
Now I fear the day.
All the possibilities lie ahead,
---but all the certainties of the past lie behind.
And if I fail, it will not be because life robbed me,
---but because I could not face the possibilities,
------the challenge, the change, the life...
Which is more to be feared?
---Failure beyond control,
------or failure, well executed.
01 February 2012 AD
01 February 52 JHE
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