Missing Pieces Poem by Sage Wiese

The aroma of fear is near
It is all I can see right now
The horizon is seen clearly now
But I am blinded by distractions that life gives us sometimes
The voices reassures me that the path will become easier
Because the life's road is a river
We just need to float along it's current
Not against it
The fear is the only reason we manage to seek for something that is near
Although, it is only pieces of the bigger picture
So don't look back...
You just may find the missing pieces
In front of the true image