Spirits rise and fall like the empires of old,
but salted earth eventually bears fruit-
spirits may fall heavily like the trunks of felled trees,
but will rise again like the delicacy of spring green-
today, I am stronger—
today, I am more powerful than doubt,
today, I am faster than fear,
today, I am wiser than jealousy,
or failure,
or worry,
today, I am far above anxiety,
timidity, or any ill that creeps silently into the
psyche under the cover of night like a shadow-
there may often be no gas left in the tank,
but there are still wheels on the car…
keep on pushing until you reach your point B.