Is there any feeling worse than drowning?
Flailing, sinking, descending down in
An inky blackness, without breath
The light is fading, foreshadows death
Fingers strain below the surface
Reaching, grasping, without purchase
Still one need not fall full in water
On edge of knife some lurch and totter
To then be sucked down in the ether
Where intentions crash to cede and suffer
Yet bound are they to forge ahead
To fuel those dreams that must be fed
With nothing but sheer thirst and force
No guarantee they’ll stay on course
And some endeavours will succumb
No matter what wells they draw from
Frustrating that is how life goes
Who reaches shore? Nobody knows…
But taking risks has such allure
It sets apart entrepreneurs
It’s those that inch out on that limb
That fear not if they’ll sink or swim
They’re so much braver than I am
They drive us forward, doubt be damned!
*Photograph used for illustration reference:
"Plunging into the Unknown"
By Elena Kalis
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