Hold

by Steve Cavin

When something arises, it requires a place.

It varies in size, but nonetheless, space.

A simple location, a source you can trace,

To even be noticed at all.


If it's not one thing, it's another they say.

Every day turns to night, every night into day.

Things come and go, in much the same way,

Whether huge, or very small.


In fact, you yourself, hold a space that you fill.

Into it you pour your effort and skill.

Anyone could, but no one else will,

It's entirely up to you.


If you didn't do it, then someone else would.

If you didn't say it, then someone else could.

If you didn't think it, someone else should,

So be mindful of what you do.