An Unsteady Path

To be so weak, so disinclined

To venture forth from thought and mind,

To tread a path with strength and task

And not lounge limp in the stale dark.  


Thought is fraught with intentions kind

Yet decays to delayed inaction.

So where can one find their peace of mind

If they never even gain traction.


Just move oneself from stagnant pace;

Give them purpose they may face.

Motion begets motion dreamt

And paves the way for ascent.

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