Cheers to you

Hardly moving for fear that something would upset,
so often before it was as if standing on a precipice
was the only available viewpoint.
To perch oneself, to balance so that you were
just so,
hoping to ensure stability. But truly,
what is stability?
What is this concept of coordination to
prevent oneself from falling
to
the
ground.
Acting as a diplomat between both sides to
prevent not only warring
but horrible,
excruciating,
reality?
It was though so much was based on
so little
yet all at the same time
it was a revolving door of complex thoughts and
compromises. You would get stuck in the door
trying desperately to find your way out but before the entrance
is made clear, you just decide to stop moving.
But what if this no longer
desired? No longer
allowed?
You do not want to continue on this downward
spiral of confusion
and frustration.
Then the reality does click with your intelligence
and you actually see that what was there
wasn't really there at all.

Ages pass and there seems to be a peace in the quiet,
a period of cessation where it is simply you and growth.
And you do grow, to remarkable heights
and depths
and widths
and perspectives
as there is movement and
improvement.
At first it is incomprehensible. You cannot
make hide nor hair of it as it's
changing you so intently that you
begin to see a different side of you:
one which is not trapped in the eddies of swirling eye-rollings
and sighs of dissatisfaction.
Before you know it, there is something tangible and
noteworthy that is made
from all of the scattered bits of you that were
lying about on the tile.
An intervention, if you will, of something
and someone bigger and better and more permanent than
you could ever know.
And it's love, the deep-rooted, head-nodding adoration of devotion.
You are never alone.

Suddenly something happens
and it takes you by surprise
and you are left
thinking
and feeling that maybe, just maybe
there is a way to be excited and at peace
with real-life circumstances?
Face the unexpected, but what if what was unexpected was
thought to be unattainable?
Initially you couldn't help but think:
Where did this come from?
How is this truth?
It's the answers that catch you off guard
but you find you've also caught a
glimpse of baited breath
trapped in your lungs,
looking to jump out.
Now every thought,
every feeling,
every emotion
associated doesn't come with the reluctance to grab your best
explaining voice from the shelf and equip yourself
as if with armour.
Now each turn, each twist to the story seems only to improve the tale as
you see more and more of what you have
seemed and
deemed to set this world on fire.
And the ride has only yet begun.