Except You
So
What do you do
You who rush to be somewhere
Knowing others clamor to jump ahead
To be there waiting to push you back
What do you do
You whose dreams remain tenuous
Without the courage to risk
Whose narrow window of time ticks backward
For fear of the future
Who needs what others wish to prevent
To stand upon you own weathered peak?
Inclement passage need not be feared
For the route only you know
Traverses through your own created clouds
Revealing sunlight you also create
Above the storms no one else can own
Except you
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you would make a good guide not too pushy.
Budd