CHAPTER 1
I walk down the street.
There's a deep hole in the sidewalk.
And I fall in.
I am lost. I am helpless. It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
CHAPTER 2
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it. I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place.
But it isn't my fault.
It takes a long time to get out.
CHAPTER 3
I walk down the same street and there is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it there, and still I fall in.
It's a habit.
But my eyes are open and I know where I am.
It is my fault and I get out immediately.
CHAPTER 4
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
CHAPTER 5
I walk down a different street.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Life in Five Short Chapters by Portia Nelson
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2 comments:
how amazing...thats exactly what i think i do half the darn time...walk down the same street and fall in the same hole.
im glad you're a regualr blogger...i come to your site just to get some inspirational reads.
thanks again tiff!
I'm glad you could appreciate how powerful this poem is, DC. Many blessings on your quest to travel down a different street.
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