Outward Bound

He grows outward and upward
                                              innocently reaching for the sunlight,
                                              armed with only a fearless curiosity,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                                              and the arrogance of his youth.
                                              

                                              Soon he will venture out further
                                              beyond the security of the larger limbs,
                                              armed with only the leaves of knowledge,
                                              and the spiritual truth of his ideals.

                                               
                                              One day he will stand totally exposed
                                              swaying in the gentle breeze of change.
                                              I pray he has enough leaves to endure
                                              the raging storms of prejudice and ignorance.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Roberts Avatar
May 29, 2013 at 11:13 PM
Can see why this poem won you accolades. Surprised not more comments. Loved it......Seren
Morrison Avatar
May 30, 2013 at 4:12 AM
No one realizes it when they read it, but I was thinking about the growth of my son when I wrote this. Thank You!
A  Avatar
April 17, 2013 at 9:37 PM
Hello Kim, curiosity & ignorance. hope all is left behind. many phases through one's life. Kim, thank you for stopping by my poem, It has been an honor reading your poem tonight. LUV ~*~SKAT
Morrison Avatar
May 30, 2013 at 4:13 AM
Thank You! This was written a long time ago and no one ever realizes that I am talking about my own son growing up here. Kim!
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