A day that follows monumental highs
That’s split between joy and unpleasantness
Reminds one that it’s possible to rise
If to the universe you acquiesce.

That stroke of luck that shows you what you need
Before you know that it is paramount;
Awareness of the planting of that seed
Can help you your inertia to surmount.

That vision that allows you to discern
The path between your present and your goal
Forestalls the nagging question if you’ve earned
The right to seek without paying a toll.

Farewell, Paralysis; Aplomb, hello:
The worst that they could say is simply “no.”