Beauty in the Impossible
This is a poem about finding beauty in the little things, in what we can't see, and the impossible.
The impossible, what is it?
Is it something we can reach, or something that drifts away? Is it something that is tangible, or a wisp in the wind?
The impossible, what is it not?
It is not a dream that we can never reach, or something that should stop us. It is not a roadblock to our dreams.
The impossible inspires, it dares, it brings hope. The impossible is a goal, a goal for dreamers to reach that is higher than set expectations.
The impossible, how do we achieve it?
It is achieved through stretching the mind and the body. From aiming for a goal, trying our best to get there. From never giving up and always pushing our boundaries.
The impossible is beautiful, mysterious, a little out of reach, but in the end the impossible is beautiful, and nothing is impossible.
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