Risk

Risk

I hovered on the threshold of you

Fearing for my sanity

As all the words of doubt they sowed

Like seeds

Become weeds

Blocked my way forward

And then I glimpsed the shining of a light

Beckoning to me

Within the dark

A possibility of what is real

Beyond all the artifice

They live within

Like sleepwalkers

It was never for me

Really

So now I cross the treshold

And dare to open the door

To the heart’s fire

That is not destructive

As they said

But purely transformative

Asking of me an open breath

And a leaning into hesitancy

Risk

And emptiness