You Stood Upon the Shore and Said “Well let’s Have at It, Then”

Remember when the whole
vast mystery of Existence
seemed like a beautiful riddle
just waiting for you to solve it,

a work of art just waiting
to be made real
by your eyes seeing it.

Remember belly laughter,
embracing everything you found,
and the shameless call of heroism
in your sincere young heart.

Just remember.

Remember standing upon the darkened shore
of the Ocean of the World,
covered with bruises no one else could see —
bruises you knew every dimension of.

Remember lifting your chin defiantly,
stone-steady gaze, sneering at the sky
and saying, “Well, let’s have at it, then.”

“I’m ready,” you said.

And you’re ready now, again.

Remember, friend.
Lift your head up and look

the thing you’ve been missing
wants to be found
but only by one brave
and persistent enough
to find it.

Remember, remember, remember…