This Journey

May 2007

The path winds farther behind than in front;
Progress has been made.
I have come from far away, through seeking have I come.
When I first started,
I remember it now,
I could not bring myself to forsake any rule,
No matter how small.
The format was chosen,
The colors picked out,
And I was happy to stay in the lines.
But after a while, I grew tired of this.
Only doing exactly what I was told.
Some freedom was found
In picking out details.
Adding some touches that could hardly be noticed.
But in that was progress, no matter how slight.
Moving on from this state
Was a little bit harder.
I had to choose the format myself.
Pick out what you’d like to do;
At least I had a list,
I wasn’t making it up by myself,
Someone was giving me options.
But still I walked on,
Developing my thinking.
And here am I now.
I can do what I like,
But here’s the catch:
Will everyone else like it?
That is the question
That yet plagues my mind.
I can’t let it go, can’t leave it behind.
Although I’ve come very far,
There’s still the hardest part to go.
I must refuse to be limited
By the opinions of others.
Don’t worry about what he will think,
Forget about what she will say.
Easier said than done,
But I must try.
This one last obstacle remains in my path.
To overcome will complete
This journey I’ve been on.