The Distant Goal Poem by Jesse Overton

I search across the field of opportunity
My goals are in plain view
I try to reach out and grab them
They slip from grasp
I'm on a tight rope
One wrong move I'll fall
The closer I get, the more problems I face
I can taste the victory when I reach the end
I also taste defeat when my plans crumble from beneath
It's a work in progress
My motives still go strong
I incourage you to join me and reach for the stars