“KEEP MOVING ON” by Daniel Mulligan

As I go across that foggy mountain, dressed in snow,
My heart so cold,
My hands shaking, limbs fatigued,
And I stand there all alone; on my own,

The herd of questions passing through my mind,
Scarring my soul ….making me blind,

Part of me is submerged in fear,
Leaving my conscience stained and with smear,
The other side of mine thirsty for the ultimate wisdom,
Hopeful that the moment of truth is near,

I ask myself so filled with wonder,
What am I doing here? ,
Lost all that I came to know,
Yet still maintained a desire to grow,
 

“Growth hurts sometimes” said to me once a mentor,
A cell has to go through much ere becoming a spore,
Witnessing another cell’s demise,
 Is nothing but development’s central core,

Bear in mind those who are gone,
And the notion that you could be the next one,
“Life is a gift, and not a given right “,
“Live today like it’s your last”, and keep moving on.