Facing this challenge, I face my fear

what is it I hold so dear

and why am I afraid of where this road leads?

that I’ll dissolve in the dark and mist?

or that I’m afraid to be seen, afraid to be heard

because my words make no sense and move no one

as they barely move me

but still, I look for the light in the night

and to find my way and what I need to say

to open a rhythm that has not yet been sung

I’ve just begun

I walk in.