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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.

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Sally Eslinger August 17, 2023 at 9:19 PM So glad the breeze kissed you into your Becoming. I stand here waving a beautiful Louis XIV French fan to help that breeze continue! They now say of me, “Aha! She’s an old lady, who’ll talk til you wish she’d see herself turning blue!” Hmmm… yes, we can all relate. Speaks Volumes August 17, 2023 at 9:51 PM Laughing at your heart warming comment Sally. Yes I too am a "talker" and i feel the cooling breeze of your flag. Thank you. I know your health hasn't been too good. and I really appreciate you taking the time to comment. I hope you and your husband are enjoying better health now. I know the walkers are a necessary evil at times. I am now stuck in a wheel chair, as my dumb affliction progresses. I am not sure why we decided to get old? I liked it quite well being young. All the best Sally have a great day.

John Lawless August 7, 2023 at 5:03 PM Well this poem Speaks Volumes.....I believe all will be able to identify with it in some aspect or another. A very serious cathartic write, thank you for sharing Speaks Volumes August 17, 2023 at 9:43 PM Thank you John. Glad my words resonate with you. It can be a dismal outlook for an extremely shy person. Being pushed into the limelight by "would be" helpers can make it worse. Its a journey one must make in their own time. I appreciate you encouraging comment.

Diane Perna July 20, 2023 at 2:50 PM Lovely, gives hope to us! I can relate! Speaks Volumes July 20, 2023 at 4:55 PM Shyness is so hard to overcome. You really need that breeze of awakening to get you started on the road to self confidence and and self love ( even self indulgence every now and then. Glad that you liked it Diane.

Eve Roper July 14, 2023 at 9:02 AM Wonderful poem, a time that brought a beautiful girl out to blossom like a butterfly out of the cocoon. I too was very shy growing up. I didn't break out of it until I was a woman and slow wisdom started to develop. I'm still learning. Speaks Volumes July 14, 2023 at 4:30 PM Yes Eve, I too am still learning. still evolving, but now I have the courage to overcome adversity. When it begins to crush me, I have the ability to look at the big picture, and stand tall. I am ever grateful that God granted me wisdom. Thank you for your kindred words. Best wishes from SV

Anne-Lise Andresen July 12, 2023 at 1:37 PM - The kiss of wisdom ... so tender and loving ... a beautiful poem my friend :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs Speaks Volumes July 12, 2023 at 3:32 PM You are too kind, Anne-Lise, but thank you so much I cherish your comment... For me to be happy with it, it must rhyme. So many times with this one I started rhyming and had to pull my self up and change it.

Valsa George July 12, 2023 at 5:24 AM Dear friend I didn't know 'Speaks Volumues' is your new name. I have been wondering where my Australian friend has disappeared..... ! Glad to see you back. Beautiful poem.... ! Here also you speak of a metamorphosis ! All the Best dear friend ! Speaks Volumes July 12, 2023 at 5:39 AM I told myself I would never come back, but the magnetism of this place is too great. I didn't want to impose myself on anyone, Valsa, that's why I kept to myself. Like yourself, those that remember me, have been glad I am back, and I wholeheartedly appreciate that. All my old poems deleted. Speaks volumes has a clean slate. Thank you for your lovely comment.