The Threshold - Poem by George Krokos
The threat or danger of a downfall is looming before us
though we now seem poised and safe above all the fuss.
Considering the sacrifice and effort made to reach the threshold
how can we now afford the luxury of distraction and be so bold?
Until the threshold is attained and one has safely passed through
it would be wise not to become complacent with the passing view.
The choice is ours and so much depends on our integrity of purpose
if we’re to arrive safely and overcome the temptations on the surface.
There can be no satisfaction with things that are constantly changing
especially where the effect of change itself is also very wide ranging.
In fact it seems such a shame to have to admit that all of this attraction
keeps us away from the place that will ensure our complete satisfaction.
When we spend such a large part of our lives to achieve harmony and balance
those who don’t make the most of the opportunity are victims of nonchalance.
And it’s only after missing the chance to get something we’ve badly wanted
we feel a sense of greater loss than losing it after the thing had been granted.
Sometimes the fear of failure is not as great as the fear of success
which may place demands upon us that cause unwelcome stress.
Though rarely one will argue the point of not trying to succeed
there are the factors of determination and those based on need.
There seems to be some point beyond which no one ever really goes
unless one has the help and guidance of someone greater that knows.
They stand poised and ready for anyone to acknowledge their position
and is able to take one through the threshold by grace of their decision.
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