Boldly Into the Fray Eagerly, I prepare myself. Nervously, I breathe in. Weakly, I steel myself. A thousand timelines lay before me and still, here I stand; at the first of a thousand forks in the road, I tell myself I'm ready for the first step. But the ground before me beckons too eagerly and I fear I may fall through it. I've seen many walk my path only to lose themselves in the marshes. I've seen many walk my path and conquer mountains. And so as I muster my courage I think not of the summits I will challenge nor of the crags that will trap me, but of the first step I need to take. And as step forward, eagerly, nervously, weakly, I will not let my fears control me.
So Close, So FarHer eyes, they burn like stars tonight;I'm destined still to swoon.The music fills the humid airand rattles all the room.Her hair is free to fly about;it cages my attention.I'm smitten now, without a doubt,but hold back my affection.For one small detail threatens meto mention it quite late.I'd ask her for a dance,you see,but she's still with her date.
AnticipationEphemeral in my mind, yet wholly eternal,my conscience is bound to a body of dust.My eternity is only the years I have yet to liveand when I finally turn a corner and find the end of this mazeI will cease to wonder.And yet as I walk, I think not of the terminal,and I lean into the turns with too much trust.My vice is that I throw myself without direction,without foresight and without a clue as to my heart's whims;it is torn asunder.But my vice is my disorder, is my motive.My trust, my faith, my gliding is my love.The crack of dawn brings splendor so emotive,I cant help but feel a push will come to shove.