The gap between the banks
of vision and accomplishment,
in the brooks, streams, rivers,
miles apart, oceans away,
looms ahead over open waters
of dreams and sweat,
between the far reaching shores,
stormy seas, tempestuous winds,
home of the faithful,
unreachable to the faithless,
the dreamers with no discipline.
The bridge with narrow lanes
that require careful navigating
not to fall off the shoulders,
daily logging to reach the shore,
faith in the self to stay on course,
a knowledge to evade all obstacles,
is constructed of faith and Hope.
Never shall be a distance
too far away.
Never shall it deter
Never shall one lose sight of it.
Never shall it fade away
in his mind.
Never shall he fall short
of reaching the shores
no matter how far apart they are.