Kissed By the Passing Breeze of Awakening

Long had I felt insignificance, It felt almost as if I wasn’t there. Others would have clever remarks. And always something bright to say. I held myself back, afraid to speak. Always in the shadows always so shy. Never being praised, it was common. Never answering in case, I was wrong. Living in silence, to quell all the fears. Always at the back never up the front Dissolving to unawareness by choice Invisibility was my shield to disappear. Learning to leave and never be here. Timid and repulsive too shy to be seen. One day someone said, “you’re a teen”. I had been kissed by the passing breeze of awakening!! A realization came softly enveloping me. A gentle caress, as my eyes opened wide. A feather touch kiss wakened my senses. A sensation of self-worth consumed me. My demeaner changed, head held high. I was standing tall, hard to comprehend. Confidence overwhelmed me. I was new. A metamorphosis occurred that very day. Suddenly unafraid to speak, to have a say. I yearned for more of this kiss of wisdom, That produced an awakening within me. I felt beautiful, and amazingly so graceful. Was this a Pygmalion effect, just a dream? I opened the window as wide as I could. To welcome in more of the passing breeze.