The Rise

Run you must, when they say the only way is to walk.
Speak you must, when silent was the only way to talk.
Jump you must, when being still is the way of the flock.
believe you must, when all them way seem blocked.

The rise, will not be locked.

Making a start

I woke up with a fire in heart,
so eager to start.
I know not where laid my path,
but I am here at last.

Allow that fire in my heart,
let me know how to start.
Allow it to illuminate my path,
I pray that I can last.

I must go with all my heart,
by choosing as a start,
of path,
never picked last.