We all have moments when inspiration is needed,
when our motivation falters, and our shadows seem to overwhelm our guiding light.
Our vision becomes cloudy,
and we use our already soggy sleeve to wipe away what will lead to tears.
The breath we try to take smells foul and polluted,
and pressing forward seems halted by heavy feet.
We search our hearts and minds for the truth to set us free….
but none of our truths seem to apply ;
at least not to this moment.
The undaunting spirit is daunted;
your favorite sword seems heavy, yet the enemy still approaches.
And you wonder, what will stir your spirit;
what will give you strength?