Steps

Have I been left behind?

Did you all choose a step forward

I once wasn’t sure I would ever be ready to take?

Now I stand at the base

Of these towering stairs.

I stare up at a peak I fear I won’t touch

But whisper I now know I want,

As my legs feel weighted with the wait

And my mind jumps ahead in a rush.

And so,

Within this relentless progression of time,

I watch naïve plans climb up and out of reach…

And I stay…

Waiting for that something to come–

That one damn thing–

That neither you, I, or anyone else can teach.

–Written by Sandy Heights

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