"To dare is to lose one's footing. To not dare is to lose oneself." ~ Soren Kierkegaard
In the marvel of our youth we eagerly open every gate
yearning to reach and feel everything under the sun
like blind hands
that do not know what lies ahead
but as the quilted blanket always dries on the line
under the mid-day sun
colors fade
edges tatter and tear with time
caution takes hold
like a tight winter coat
we long for shelter
learning to lock doors with prudent hands
we view the horizon from closed windows
knowing all too well
what lies ahead.
Note to self & the world:
Leave the gate unlocked with open hands and an open mind.
