There is a knock

I find myself with an opportunity
To perhaps make a difference.
To change things for the better.
A second chance.
A run to the finish line.
To finally be heard.
The idea is grand.
But the careful me thinks about it.
Long. Hard.
Hmmmmm.
I can feel the paths in front of me.
The changes, the drama, the stress.
But I feel there is hope.
But is that good enough?
I really don't know.

Sept 23/15