When a lizard gets stuck in a fence,
They may think their time is done,
That the quest they’ve been on for the morn,
Has left their life’s scoreboard none…
Yet with a helping hand to adjust the fence,
They’re soon out of their deathly bind,
Despite pooping all over their supporter,
Whom has been nothing short of kind…
Like this reptile in their miscalculated mishap,
We can all get caught sometimes and need a hand,
How we thank them for it however,
Can have more to do with where we land…
For when we create something we craft to perfection,
Follow all our plans ~ execute everything without misdirection,
Yet still somehow get ‘stuck in the fence’ and not know how,
We got into said predicament or the way to get out now…
And the longer we’re stuck frustrations start to grow and build,
Despite our attempts to free ourselves through being strong willed,
We need support and guidance to release us from our bind,
Thus perceiving we can do it all alone ’tis purely an illusion of our mind.
So go forth now ~ commence planning your desired creations,
Just remember to seek support when you reach the unknown,
For gaining guidance from those whom know what you don’t,
’Tis abundantly better than being stuck in a fence that you by yourself have thrown.
The Poetic Life 2.0 