An Idea

An Idea

Thoughts walk through the darkness,
without aim or intent.
Looking for a light to harness,
waiting for inspiration to descent.
What is that shining bright
guiding rays of insight?

Despair comes knocking,
leaving no way to escape.
Searching for an opening,
longing for an action to take shape.
What is that emerging scope
showing a glimmer of hope?

Now is the time to act,
go forward.
Have no fear to react,
Climb upward.

Raise your sails, steer your ship,
with the power of an idea.
Thank you,
Ranjit George

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