The sky laid a canvas for his dreams;
To paint the picture perfect clouds.
He could hear the claps in his mind;
The hands that didn’t cast doubts.
The equestrian field, an opportunity;
Greatness beckoned the show jumper.
A grand podium finish he did visualize;
The nervy horse cast doubts.
The theatre looked a surreal planet;
With a new star to be unleashed.
She had a spring in her step;
The piercing stare cast doubts.
How do we overcome doubts?
A positive thought, pat on the back.
Rise above the doubts we should,
For glory beckons at the end of it.