There is definitely comfort in delay;
Procrastinating the uncertain;
Lingering a little longer in the comforts of monotony.
There comes a time, however, to set the wheels in motion.
The familiar is good, but in time,it gets stale.
And either boredom or necessity awakes the spirit,
We only have to heed the call.
It gets very strange that we even try to hesitate
And doubt and then try to deny the inevitable
Nothing but fear is to blame.
It's far from pleasant, yet it's real.
Movement. Growth. Or just change.
Simple words that are both meaningful and mundane.
Would not require much thought to comprehend.
Yet to understand its essence, one has to fully embrace;
Accept that there is motion involved.
For if one does not, they remain to be as they are:
Just words... And empty.
...02/02/08...
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