we are what we believe,
just as we do what
we think we can -
and are limited
by what we think we cannot -
between the ears
is our sticking point;
it is where we let fear
erode the mind,
paralyzing our dreams -
we are capable of more,
so much more
will this life be well-lived
if it remains an unfinished dream?
the mind dances with ideals
as the body brawls with reality;
if the two never meet -
never find a middle ground -
will it all have been for nothing?
each step is progress -
no matter how small -
keep taking them
