ayoamadu

I’ve learned that more is lost through hesitation than through making the wrong move.
In those quiet pauses where fear wrestles with reason, I’ve watched dreams fade, not because they were impossible, but because I waited too long to act.

A wrong turn can still lead to wisdom.
Even a misstep can teach, can humble, can redirect.
But the step never taken? That one leaves nothing behind; no story, no scar, no growth, no glory.

Life doesn’t wait for my certainty.
Time flows like a relentless river, rewarding the bold and sweeping away the hesitant.
I’d rather stumble forward in faith than stand frozen in doubt and watch the moments that could have been drift out of reach.

For I’ve come to see:
the graveyards hold not only the bodies of the dead, but also the silent dreams of those who could not decide.