Talk to me about silence
I can’t hear your words
A mind closed by fear shuts
the ears and averts the eyes
while the voice calling out
to be heard
becomes a child
waiting to be seen
[Futility]
↓
Last night, I must have been
traveling backwards
on this road we share
Fear holding constriction
the voice buried between
your mountains
[trapped]
→
I’ve decided to take a new turn
to the place called “Onward”
It lies just beyond those hills
where the air is open and free
And the sun spreads her fingers wide
to trace the valley of shadows
back into the light
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The Light Behind the Story 
What a beautiful poem. I felt like I too was journeying onwards when I read it.
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Thank you, Suzanne. I’m so glad it made you feel that way. ❤
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I especially love the poem’s inventive images from the natural world. – tsk
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Thank you, Tony. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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Thank you for the reblog, ladies 🙂
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