Going Forth

What will it take to free this mind Imprisoned long in apathy Now reduced to mundane thoughts That stultify activity What words might somehow trickle up Through dormant webs of talent Releasing from the tangled depths A joy once prevalent I stand and peer outside my cave Security behind me Am I afraid to take the chance Success might someday find me? Can I withstand the pounding waves That new ideas foment? Or shall I once again retreat, In dullness be content? Time laughs as I now hesitate It says, "Can I keep waiting? Afraid to leave my placid nest Just stay there still debating? No! Not when new horizons Are reaching out to find me The glove is thrown, the die is cast I close the door behind me.