Dancing on the precipice
Focus lost, goals forgotten
In the midst of bliss
A mountain plateau has become a home
Time to resist? Refocus?
Is it necessary?
What about staying here?
Stagnation threatens to take hold
A look down the mountain reveals the slope, almost appealing
You could ski down, like dancing
However the slope never ends and
You just spent all this time and effort climbing it
By hook or by crook, or so they say
The journey must renew
No more dancing in place, it is time to climb
Oh, but the dance is so comfortable ……