I saw the words crossing not your lips, but your eyes
A shadow of incomprehension as to why try it this thing
Why look at something bizarre and so many what ifs as to make it impossible
In never straying too far from your own back yard it’s tied you
By an invisible cord of fear that constricts your movement
Forcing shut your eyes because different isn’t the done thing
Changing means you’ve forgotten your roots, broken the branches
Of a tree that doesn’t exist, except in your mind where you created it.
You can create too but fear is blinding you.
Tell yourself it’s safe here with what you know, no risks.
And those who try different paths are mere fools
While deep in your jealous heart you wish it was you
If only you could pluck the courage up to try , beyond the safety of the garden gate .
ailsacawley 