There was a time when you depended on someone, a mentor of some sort, whom you relied on for everything. You went to him when you were in your darkest alleys, trying to find relief, out of mere frustrations and disarray. Everything he taught you made sense, and it resonated with your very core. Today, you’re on stable footing, but you still remember this very day. The day where you sought help out of mere confusion, and found relief. You still remember the man, as he was your own flesh and blood. Now you’re ok, you’ve got the tools, while you allow the current to sweep you away, and you remember with faith, appreciation, and astonishment, the one who changed it all on your darkest day. Danny G.
Overcoming and Thriving (Poem)
Without mountains to shake us deep,
We are merely sheep wandering in the field,
Merely existing but not living,
On flat ground as we wonder around.
No opportunities to strive for,
No burning desire to reach for,
No journey,
Merely existing, wandering around,
With no desire to strive for.
We condemn what unfolds the journey,
And condemn what creates triumph,
In this extravagant world
Of ups, downs
Falls, and triumph.
Let’s not forget
That all,
Creates the journey
The destiny,
A new awareness
Of it all.