keep that engine running...
is the aim too lofty
is the mountain too high
the riddle too knotty
or the desert too dry
how can it be enough
if the goal is so near
how can it be too tough
if the prize is so dear
how can it be too late
if there is still some life
why stop at the last gate
when the roads are so rife
in your going forward
even against the stream
never become deterred
hold on tight to the dream
just keep ploughing ahead
be wary when crossing
the marshes of the dead
maintain your flame burning
no point in lingering
avoid meandering
the path is unfolding
keep that engine running
know that the inception
was not a deception
but an intimation
of the destination
inside still shines the way
bright as the light of day
no reward in dismay
no time to go astray
whatever the question
no matter the duress
you'll find the solution
in your purposefulness