Courage is talking about courage
with tears streaming down your cheeks.
Courage is not knowing
what comes next and
stepping forward, hands unclenched,
right into it.
The bliss of the unknown is not
something you get used to.
Still, wonder opens your eyes
and you see
the first signs of new life
after hope lost all her petals and leaves β
this is what courage does for you.
There is a boldness to your heart
that matches its softness.
When threads grow apart,
time and again,
you hire love as your seamstress.
Time and again,
you ask love to make you different.
You do not expect to be the same β
nor should you want to.
You did not come into this world
to be untouched by life.
Change is the only way
to learn your eternal name.
This too you know,
that bliss is the sweet sister
to her beloved:
pain.
Nor is fear alien
to a courageous heart β
no more a stranger
than a night sky is
to its star.
I m inspired by Jennifer: her deep poems; her art is so nice. I’m a subscriber in her website. I get every Tuesday a courageous e-mail.
I loved your poem! Beautiful
Life is a journey…
Enjoy each and every day.