Stepping away for a while seemed so fun and easy
Till I had to start the journey and walk the walk
Nothing had prepared for this separation – so crazy
Not being in my comfort zone – the new world a shock.

Each step that separates is getting slower – am I lazy?
Or is it innate fear of the unknown – knock, knock?
This was what I was intended to do, right? Or was I dreamy?
Reality is so different – as cloud from the hard rock.

I see now that growing up I did not do right – I remained dreamy
For had I prepared I would have stiffened my spine and stock
Life is not a drink from the fountain of pleasure so fizzy
It is to be hewn from with sweat from experience, the rock.

To be the pioneer needs to be the one always ready – not hazy
To be able to come back means to step away with purpose – not mock
To achieve requires to have purpose – not a job for the pansy
To sally forth means to have a lifetime of preparedness – not ad hoc.

So now I stop and start to learn, making up for lost folly
Using wisdom to overcome what might have been easy with youth’s stock
This time I will be better prepared as forward I sally,
For life waits for no one, I have time limited to make my mark!