The Chase

I keep climbing the ladder I’ve built in my mind,

Each rung a promise. Leave less behind.

A whisper of more, an echo of best,

This relentless pursuit, has never offered me space for rest.

I chase my shadow, I challenge the past,

Striving for better, for faster, always to just outlast.

But today, my feet.. they slow, they stall,

And the summit I crave begins to feel impossibly tall.

The air is heavy, thickened with doubt,

The voice in my head, whispers and then begins to shout:

“Why stop? What’s going on? You must keep the pace…

Feed the hunger, don’t risk losing this race.”

But I feel it now… the weight of the fight,

The silence between what‘s wrong and what is right.

What if it’s just okay, in this moment, right here?

To lay down ambition, just for a second, just long enough to hear.

The heartbeat within me, ever steady and strong,

Reminding me that growth even slow, still has a place to belong.

Not just in the striving, the sweat and the burn,

But in stillness too, in giving rest a turn.

For progress is patient, though I often am not,

I must learn to trust in each lesson I have carefully fought.

To pause is not failing, to rest is not a loss.

There is strength in surrender, where a new bridge is built to cross.

So I sit with the quiet, the halt, the refrain,

Though it feels weird, fuck it feels strange,

I honour the pause, give it a moment of grace,

Knowing I’ll rise again when ready for the chase.

TB💞

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