What If? (Prose Poem with audio.*Rise)


You feel something is missing in your heart of hearts.

Do you wanna know what it is, or will you turn a blind eye?

It keeps tapping you on your shoulder, whispering, “There’s more to your life.”

Ask yourself: is it fear or courage that compels you to stay where you are?

Sometimes life feels like climbing Mt. Everest in the middle of a storm.

You stumble through an impasse and fight a silent battle with yourself.

Are you ready to take a leap of faith and leave the ground?

Or do you wanna live with the regret of never having tried at all?

Deep down, the masochist in you always held you down.

You felt like a prisoner in your own skin; you fed an internal tug-of-war.

Your feet cemented, you believed you were a victim of circumstance.

Every choice you made put you in the position you are.

You can’t complain.

The clouds have finally broken, and you can see the summit now.

Hope takes flight in your chest; each new victory sparks another quest.

You know where you’re headed. Time to hone your craft.

Lay your ego down. Showcase your faith, but keep humble above all.

Avoid the naysayers and frenemies; they may drain your power and spoil your plans.

Set yourself up to soar and land on your feet. Soon you’ll be moving mountains and parting seas.

Self-confidence is a tightrope. Some doubt every step of the way; others take risks and rise every time they fall.

Look to history for examples of fighters and brothers-in-arms.

Lincoln, Luther King, Edison, Einstein, and so many others who didn’t get it the first time.

They faced countless setbacks but persevered despite them all.

They say, “we’re all made of the same clay but not from the same mold.”

Many survive the hardest of times; others succumb and give up.

Which one are you? The warrior or the quitter? The ball is in your court.

Life will never be fair the way you expect it to be, so take the plunge and dare to believe.

Whatever you concentrate on is what’s going to happen.

You’re stronger than you think. Before you throw in the towel, ask yourself again:

What if?

"We're all made of the same clay but not from the same mold."
-Mexican Proverb

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