Transitions are the kickers. Aren't they though?
It's fine to say that what will be will be
And look to distant somedays, and there see
A future possibility. But show
The way the now will by a smooth course flow
Into the then, and panic comes quickly,
For it is dangerous to take the free
Present and link it to a future so.
Each step then seems so ponderous, so huge
That one desires to not move at all:
Even the merest inching, small as small
Can be, appears the launching of a luge
Down a dramatic incline with no brakes:
This is the fear much-thought transition wakes.
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