The Future…

It’s full of possibilities

Full of What ifs

Full of the unknown.

 

And as you turn to face it

You feel the weight of it holding you in place –

The pressure to succeed settle upon your shoulders

And the sea possibilities in front of you, much too vast

Much too far away.

 

But then strong, comforting arms offer to share the burden

And lift the heavy weight, slightly from your shoulders.

 

And then a kind, gentle hand grasps your own

And points in the right direction.

 

The infinite possibilities, suddenly, aren’t so vast

Or so far away anymore.

You aren’t alone.

 

The future…

It’s full of possibilities,

Full of What ifs

Full of the unknown.

 

And that’s okay –

                              Because you aren’t alone.