A Voice of Courage
An ultimatum arrived
The voice behind it
Was a familiar one
No more moping around, it said
Get up and engage in daily sounds
It was fed up of my, what if's?
My doubts, my deep sorrows
And the what about, tomorrow’s!
It sat on my chest heavy
My voice dry and parched
Not heard for sometime
I could not recognize it
As my own, it was low
As low as my breath
Till it gained courage
Wrapped in encouraging words
It sat on the edge of reason
My friend it seemed, not a foe
I cleared my voice, and it
Seemed to have a say
As it voiced my thoughts
That were circling in my head
As it broke out, from it's shell
I felt it already knew me well!
That voice that was just a child
Grew louder as if inch by inch
It quickly gained height
In a seamless crescendo
Rising from within me
Something greater than emotion
Overcoming my very being
My lips now seemed so freeing!
4.10.23
Copyright © Carol Mitra | Year Posted 2023
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