“I have achieved something that I never

Thought I could achieve”, a text from an old

Friend. How does one respond to that? Just how?

 

For some of us, every single moment,

Every single day, that we are still here,

Is an achievement. Not that we do not

 

Try. Look at that rope, looks ready, has

Been so for some time, willing to receive.

Look at that blade, it has been itching to

 

Do what it does best. But we are still here,

Standing, unsure, unready. Will it ever

Be that time? A time when achievements are

Past? Or should we continue to achieve?