I fear the unknown,
Yet I yearn for it.
I look back for the familiar,
Yet I dream a future.
The excitement has a biological
effect on my blood flow.
I awaken with learning,
Even if it feels unstable.
The past is known,
the seat is safe.
I want to walk a tightrope;
balance to the other side.
A literary world I’ve
tip-toed around,
pulling grasses at the edge.
Inside great flowers bloom.
I want to smell them,
touch their petals.
Beautiful photo! Sometimes scary to move forward….. but, so worth it!!!!! 💙
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It’s a free photo from one of those websites… it’s the one I’ve chosen for my A6 cards … ‘aspiring author’ … didn’t have the guts to put ‘author’ .. although some writers do. I’ve been given many by unpublished writers which say ‘author’ … different strokes for different folks 🌸
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So beautifully stated. Yes, the wondrous unfamiliar is a great place to visit. As much as I like being in the familiar, I worry that I will miss a lot of the unfamiliar before I am no more.
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Good point.
Only one life.
We have to live it with purpose rather than drift like an empty crisp bag in a breeze…
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