We are the arrows of our future,
Slung by an unseen hand.
We bend with the force of beliefs,
Values, virtues, and fears.
We face the target of our dreams,
Hopes, desires, and expectations.
We are let loose, and we speed along,
But in slow motion we are starting to wobble.
We vacillate with doubts, anxiety, and pessimism.
We are not sure if we’ll reach our goal.
We start to slow down with the gravity of the world,
Yet somehow, we make it there.
Do we have the drive to hit the mark,
Or do we bounce off in failure?
The only one who knows
Is the One who shot us forward.
© 2018 Valerie Hathaway