Birds With The Best Voices
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“We are all born to fly. Instead, we sit on the branches, afraid to sing or leap into the unknown. But the unknown is where enlightenment and creativity live. Our true nature is the unknown.” Erza Vita
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Sometimes
my hands tremble at the
sight of a blank screen,
my ears trying to ignore
the screams emanating from
the smooth white surface
waiting to be filled in.
"give yourself time"
"there's no rush"
"we support you,
in whatever it is you do,"
the words say.
The line between wanting
to be perfect and wanting
to be recklessly imperfect
has blurred a little more,
and I find myself numb,
paralyzed by the plethora
of choices before me.
The universe has
given me all the stars
to gaze at but my eyes
are polluted.
I have all the tools
but I suddenly can't feel
my hands,
my mind runs a thousand
miles per second.
My hands and fingers stay at one place,
waiting, waiting, and waiting
for something that may
never happen.
They say if only the birds
with the
best voices sang,
the forest would be silent.
Copyright © Sara Etgen-Baker | Year Posted 2024
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