I look out and see the possibilities of my life.
A vast terrain that I’ve yet to explore.
It is growing and beautiful, ripe to be tilled.
There overhead flies an eagle showing me the heights that I can reach.
I hear the song. I see it. The new horizon.
The sun shines brightly so that I may see – the vision.
It’s up to me know. I must go outside.
I must risk the rain to reach the promised land.
It looks inviting but is still at a distance.
How can I ignore the sights of my destiny without betraying me?
No, I’ll go. Eyes open wide and heart cloaked in bravery.
There is no mountain that I can’t climb.