by How many of us can stop and think about a time that we felt like we were sitting at a traffic light forever? I know with myself , it’s usually during a time that I didn’t plan my time well prior to leaving out of the house, and thus, have no margin whatsoever as a cushion. Every light seems longer. Sitting and waiting seems more drawn out and daunting. But, what about the traffic lights in life? Read the poem below to catch a glimpse of how that works.
The Traffic Light
Racing.
against time.
against cruelty.
against uncertainty.
against the monotony
of
the songs played
on the piano,.
that whisper,
“You won’t make it.
Can’t take it.
you’ll always be
here at this red
traffic light.”
But then, the light
turns green,
and God says,
“Go dream, and
make those dreams come alive.
Thrive in every area now.
No holding back!
Go forth!”
Leave a Reply