
East of Ordinary
There exists the landscape where
you take yourself by the hand.
Where you walk forward trembling with tears
running down your face.
West of Doubt
where you fear your greatness and
embrace it anyway.
We join hands and
listen for the whispers of how we each make a
difference.
North of Hello
we gather
the courage
for the doing.
South of Regret
we loosen our jaws, lean our shoulders away
from our ears
let our eyes turn upwards.
It need not be hard,
we have each other.
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