Poems

And there it is
Light at the end of the tunnel
It's visible
It's real and tangible and good
Yet at this sight
I find that I am overwhelmed
Seeing the end
Means seeing the span that remains
And that distance
It is too much to contemplate
So I look down
I see my feet in the darkness
I breathe deeply
I focus on taking a step
One simple step
Knowing that each small step adds up
That each propels
That together small steps are huge
More than a match
For any overwhelming span
These little steps
Will get me where I want to go
Out of the dark
To a point where I can look up
And look around
And not drown in the spectacle