Cocooned and safe
I loved my life that way.
A knock...persistent,
I always heard you,
Your voice – tiny, yet,
Screaming to be heard.
I just played deaf
Ignoring you worked...temporarily.
You gnawed at my insides
Tearing me,
Making me bleed...Until
I had to heed.
You lead me on,
Encouraged me,
Led me on...to explore
The unknown,
To overcome my fears
And those perceived insecurities
To spread my wings and fly
You...my tiny little voice...
Are the reason for my transformation.
Nice one :) xx
ReplyDeleteThanks Shreya.
Deletesmiles...yeah we should learn to listen to those voices that get us out of our safe cocoons and jump with both feet and spread wings into life..
ReplyDeletethanks Claudia.
Deletewe have so many voices that compete for our attention, sometimes they get drowned out, and we have to really listen....
ReplyDeleteyes...thanks Brian.
DeleteYes the the small still voice... smiles...
ReplyDeleteThanks ... :-)
DeleteLove you went with the tiny voice! What a powerful voice it is when we listen~ I enjoyed it~
ReplyDeleteThank you Ella.
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