i wear my Heart on my Sleeve
Sensitive to the slightest attack
Attempting to penetrate my shields
I thrived… this protection
A Star War’s early warning system
I wasn’t always like this
Perhaps during my first four years
Ran headlong into opportunity…
At times receiving loving reception
At times receiving a push away
With a stinging comment such as:
“Oh you are so overly trustful.
You really need to be more
Weary of the world.”
Most times an ambivalent, distancing
Look of fear.
It was so easy to withdraw
Into my slimy protective shell
Still, the stillness, the loneliness
Perhaps an agreeable relationship was
Passed.
I started by extending part of my mouth
To taste the eluding pheromones
This would tag the winner opportunities
And the ones to definitely avoid.
Still there were too many unspecified
Resulting in retirement
In a record breaking 0.006 seconds.
It took some coaxing
It took some years
To place that most sensitive of
My organs on my sleeve
Exposed to all forms of
Abuse and connection.
It was only my heart…
It had learned to weather the scars
Always open to new potential.
It was only my heart…
The barbs and signs of indifference
Resonating, calling me out of
My indifference
To start a dialog.
Exposure is the finest suave
To educate a worldly scared heart.
Now,
I wear my heart upon my sleeve
To experience all opportunities
For growth in the Spirit
Never, never forgetting who I am
Who You are
My community.
Robert Lanphar
F: Places // ISE_17
22 May 2010
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