Thursday, October 30, 2008

Fear Not





Trust me enough
to let me stand to my full height
without reprimand.

Sing with me as I test
the strength and reach of my voice
uncovered,

for I must.

I have long outgrown the tiny space
marked out for myself so many years ago,
and no choice remains
but to at last become
who I am.


You must have known
this day would come,

or did you think

these


wings

were just for show?





3 comments:

Truth Seeker said...

I think we all have wings, but we, most of us, haven't learned to use them. It sounds like you finally have lost your fear of flying. Now, just spread your wings and soar. Go ahead, you can do it. Oh yes, nice poem. I really like the last stanza.

Faith said...

I love this poem. Words to live by, I think. Spread your wings and fly. I am hoping to do the same.

Every Photo Tells A Story said...

Hi Jonnia: Will you please contact me regarding this poem? Thank you.