There’s power in unity, in community, but surely there are places you can only get to on your own.
The times that are for you and you alone to step forward, to step up, to step down, to step in.
Where the certainty doesn’t quite match up to the calling, but the determination overpowers the doubt.
When “This isn’t going to work” is the smart answer, but not the right one.
You’ve decided to enter in alone, but you’re not going in blind.
If you’ve never gone anywhere solo, you’ve never been anywhere at all
Sometimes in kneeling, you look around and you only see critics
But the real anxiety kicks when in looking, you see no one at all
Not even a heckler made the trek…
But the awareness that alienation is only a vehicle, not the objective keeps you from bailing
Just beyond your line of vision are others who are being prompted to move when all else is still
You begin to realize it’s just a fog and that there are objects closer than they appear
That in seclusion, there can be solitude just as much as there can be isolation
There are some places you can only get to alone
The best thing that can happen realization and comfort in knowing that you were never really alone at all