My heart is beating loud against my chest.
In a matter of key strokes, and with a click of the "send",
off my dreams go...from my heart to black and white.
Just a few short weeks ago, I finally said it -
"I want to be a writer"
Silly really, when that's all I've ever been.
But now, now I feel it spreading, proclaiming itself loudly
in all my God-sized dream places.
It still seems brazen to me...
this girl who has for 28 years
wrapped tight her soul against this type of potential failure.
And in these clarifying moments
the world seems to tilt
and steady itself all the same.
This space between thought and action
makes me weary,
unsure where to begin....
But no one learns to swim with only their toes in the water...
my loud splashing in.
|This week's word: Loud|