(Photo by Jaime Street on Unsplash)
I watch as warm winds whisk away my dreams
setting sail in scarlet sky, shall they bloom?
Or will they become lost in the breeze
like seeds floating into late afternoon?
One by one my dreams dance away from me,
searching for sustenance, some soil to root.
My chest grows heavy though, as doubts take root:
What if I have unattainable dreams?
What if there’s nothing great inside of me,
no salient seed from which I can bloom?
I allow this to eat at me all afternoon…
Life is not a thing through which I can breeze,
and sitting stagnant has begun rotting my roots.
Why waste wishes on weeds each afternoon,
when I want more than those dandelion dreams?
A revelation washes over me!
I crave growth I won’t find riding the breeze,
waiting on wishes won’t help me bloom…
Life allots only numbered afternoons,
I won’t allow fear another from me.
Could this be me beginning to bloom?
This was my first attempt at a Sestina-which clearly didn’t happen. I was so focused on the format that what I was trying to say got skewed. Needless to say, I decided to make it my own and break away from the format on this one!
I often find myself not setting goals or not taking on tasks because I’m so afraid I’ll fail that I choose to not do anything that I know has potential of me failing. Recently, I’ve had many people bring this up to me and how my fearing failure is keeping me from personal and workplace growth. I’ve sat with this thought for quite awhile now, and I realized I don’t want to just sit stagnant, I want to grow into the best version of myself that I can and the only way I can do that is to put in my best effort despite how I think things will turn out!
Thanks for reading!