Forging a new path is difficult.
There is resistance and constant worry.
Maddening short term disaster that makes a dream wither away.
The slow pace for an idea to cross the boundary to reality.
Yet few think they will make it to the end.
The raw effort and maybe promise of something different from the mundane keeps you sane.
Just a gentle push and overwhelming gaze of those depending on you makes you try again.
Soon the tide turns and a small bloom is a reminder that victory can be attained.
In the next moment a path is formed and over the horizon is brightness that brings tears.
Finally the journey ends but after seeing all the possibilities can now occur.