hope rattles the cage of complacency
a niggling – a calling swims through my veins keeping me awake at night
moments of felt clarity and truth ring like the chime of a bell
waiting – – – just as a tiger waits for its prey hidden in the tall grass
___ I am the prey, life is the tiger
if this is all just a dream
why stay so small
why limit the possibility of experience with the shutters of fear
why dream in black and white
turn my back to vivid colour as if taking offence
while fear whispers in my ear – who do you think you are?
what if I didn’t run from life but stayed still enough to let it devour me
what if I let this dream, dream my life into being – finding all I need within
