There once was a woman who spoke louder than her actions and found herself mired in mediocrity. Often she spoke of risk, drive, and dreams only to fail to act. There was greatness trapped within, it had snuck out on the occasion but had yet to stay. Could she ever realize it?
More than likely she would be left with nothing. But would that be worse than leaving belief and talent dormant?
At the crossroad she had to risk everything or never speak again.
Her voice refused quit.