The Path

I sense the path before me.
Eyes closed, I begin to sprint.
Not a step is taken,
Before I stumble and fall.

I get up and run again,
Only to fall once more.
Laying dejected I wonder,
Why can I not run?

I open my eyes,
To see before me.
The path is full of obstacles,
It cannot be traversed.

Once more I attempt to run.
Falling repeatedly.
I look to myself,
To see my legs are too weak,

So I start to crawl.

Navigating the obstructions.

Strength and confidence build.

As I clear each one.

Now I attempt to walk,
The first steps are unsure.

I trip and stumble often,
Until my footing is secure.

Soon I am running.
Not the sprint of before,
A measured comfortable pace,
So I can navigate the path.

When I pause to reflect,
As the path continues on.
I see the miles I have come,
The obstacles that lay behind me.
My spirit is renewed,
As I resume my run down the path.

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