When projects are larger
than my vision
And I feel at wits’ end
Without meaning to
I start at the end
From the completion
That’s where I stand
I move backwards and cycle through
Let myself be guided
From the one that is already acknowledged
Let my mind know
We are not on an infinite spree
Where to focus energy
Somehow as I look ahead
The small steps show up
Form accordingly
Times are cyclic
You are arrived
Naturally the road will show up behind