Painting by Surrealistic Artist Alexandra Dillon
Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 111
Fear is the highest fence. ~Dudley Nichols
I have touched the truth with weak hands
In bondage to what I cannot see
Collecting pad locks for every door
Even though I have lost the keys
Fear is a lonely prison
Where windows cannot be found
The answers beyond that jail cell
Are muffled by my own shotgun’s round
and freedom is not a bully
It does not beat the front door down
Yet It sings out loud and mighty
To hearts that know the sound.
For I have touched the truth with weak hands
In bondage to what I cannot see
Standing behind a padlocked door
That can be opened by only me.
That can be opened by only me.
"The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome
the ecstatic experience."
~Emily Dickinson
~Emily Dickinson
Note:
I have found that when I succumb to the fear of change and the unknown, two struggles I have always wrestled with, it has always crippled me. It leaves me paralyzed, and afraid to move forward in any way, like being on a high bridge with no railing when you are scared to death of heights. Every time I have made myself face it head on, and get out of my comfort zone, I have always been thankful for it later. It is always an opportunity to grow and broaden my horizons. Looking back now I know it is always worth the pain it takes to get through it. This world needs change, and it won't be easy to face it head on, but it will be worth it!
