Like a stagnant log that doesn't move an inch,

In this dense forest that light barely penetrates,

The sky is far and the crickets call,

Makes me pause to get my bearing,

Wafts of danger reminds me to move,

The unending striving and living each day,

I'm trying to love this and see a change in me,

I wonder what it takes to,

Bring it all to the fore.