Wake Up
Why is it that we freeze and stumble and stutter
looking for our words, our voices
when asked what it is we wish to do with our
one short and precious life?
Why is it that we freeze and stumble and stutter
looking for our words, our voices
when asked what it is we wish to do with our
one short and precious life?
If we weren’t so scared shitless
of the infinite possibilities that lie at our feet
and their inherent risk of failure and defeat
what an adventure life could be