Let me step into the light, emerging
from the darkness of a life
converging with another thought,
not of how a man might be diminished,
of how we fail and fall or fumble,
of how we drop the ball or miss the boat
or tumble into minor tragedies
as if, asleep behind the wheel,
which some call fate and others
happenstance, we did not see ahead
because the road will sometimes bend
but this: the better, brighter, bolder
half idea that we are never truly lost
nor on our own and need but look to see.
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