You Can (a poem)

"Aren't you tired?

Of not knowing everything?

Of not bringing everything?

To the table?"

"What will it take

for you to realize!

I am no child

for you to chastise!"

"That is not the question

for your concern.

All I need know:

when you're ready to learn.

Because when I know

you find grief

in losing everything

you have lost:

We will have fire,

We will have flame,

We will have sparks,

Which come from your flame."

"But I am not worthy

of receiving change;

my failures so great

they follow my name.

I fear I'll never find

what it is I need

Before I am consumed

By my erred binding

What am I?

But a blemish?

Ready made

To be finished?"

"I don't believe in this!

Of not knowing what you are!

When you hold a way!

To aggrandize your power!

For with but an effort

you could scale the skies!

For you, one, are ten thousand

when the best you are, you let fly!"

"Then I will fly!

And I will soar!

Then I will become!

O! so much more!"

What is less than best,

but the worst yet to come?

All it takes is a crack in the door

For, of the worst, you to want more.

Be best, no less, but more.

Your best.