The clock that separates two worlds.

It terrifies and excites me at the same time,

Everything I don't know,

Everything yet to be discovered.

Searching for the right way forward,

Learning to walk without seeing,

Because the path is only understood in reverse.

Making peace with the gap,

Between the now and desire,

Between what I'm avoiding,

And what I can do to improve.

How a simple question opens doors,

So many that sometimes the wind slips in,

Like the echo of time's passage,

Between making peace with the now,

And also living without so much delay.

Between expression and doubt.

Between exploration and sanity.

Between living or being prey to one's own doubt.

Everything changes, whether we want it to or not.

Time passes without caring about your clock.

Where fear is greatest,

Is where we must act.

With chills running through my body sometimes,

With all the unknowns in my chest,

But never, never,

Never choose "I wish I had."

It might go wrong, not be perfect,

It's always better to choose "I'll try."