In a stack of saved papers I discovered a poem that I believe speaks to dilemmas that we often face in life… How does the message in this poem fit with your life?
The Hole
One
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost… I am helpless…
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
Two
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in the same place.
But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
Three
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I still fall in… it’s a habit…
But my eyes are open.
I see it is there.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
Four
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
Five
I walk down a different street.
Author Unknown