Reality's Clown

Life is challenged with mountains to climb;
great oceans, with waters to swim;
but until I am able; my limits, define;
I won’t know where to begin.

Those great craggy rocks bring on my fears;
for its a long long way down;
and my dread of the water brings on tears;
as I envision the thoughts that I’ll drown.

Life doesn’t consist of mountains and seas;
they’re simply thoughts on your mind;
and all images that bring us to our knees;
from deep thoughts, internally defined.

For there’s nothing waiting round the bend;
much farther than eye could see;
for which I’m unable, myself to contend;
with the exception of that which is me.

I place all the limits that are ever found;
they lie strewn across my life’s path;
if I’m destined in life to ever rebound;
I must show these limits my wrath.

I’m more than able to scale the heights;
and my soul will survive drowning;
but fears will prevent all life’s delights;
and all truth will continue confounding.

We can choose to live life as a contender;
each of us must decide;
either we chose to live or surrender;
and just go along for the ride.

No matter our choice, we cannot deceive;
we may give life thumbs up or down;
but either we decide to attempt to achieve;
or we’re simply reality’s clown.