Journey

Fondly do I look back, at the years that have passed

Gratified I am, by every milestone - big or small - that I've crossed

Standing on the threshold of a world, alien and unknown

Reluctant I am, to let go of the comforting times bygone.

At every step lies a hurdle - I need tread with caution and fear

Caught in the whirlwind of change, ripped away from everything safe and familiar.

Transplanted to a new world, I struggle to cling to my roots

I yearn for a glimpse of home, a source of solace - alas! In vain are my frantic pursuits.

At the cost of carrying my own weight, hath come the liberty to soar far and high;

A hundred pairs of eyes lie watching - I have not the privilege to fall, rise and retry.

As expectations weigh down heavily on my fragile shoulder

I am submerged by a myriad of doubts. "I wish I were smarter, prettier, bolder."

In a cold, ruthless world that's running a blindfolded race

I struggle to create my trail - each step at my own pace.

"With all its unpleasantness and imperfections, home yet felt safe and warm"

I cannot help but reminisce, left all alone to navigate through a rough storm.

I surrender to discomfort and change, no longer holding myself back

No more do I dread being broken - sunlight doth only glisten through a crack.

Still unravelling myself, still struggling to fit in, to survive...

I draw strength from my past. One day, I'll BELONG, I will THRIVE.

New beginnings are never easy, but I'm no stranger to difficult days

Firmly and patiently, I trudge along. One day, success will embrace.

Some days, the skies are clouded, on others they're sunny and blue

Neither good times last nor bad, but persevering people most certainly do.

Down the line when I scale my peaks, when I rest atop savouring the view, when I shine

I'll be as grateful for the pain as for the love - because they're both what I can call "mine",

because they're both what I can call "mine".

The Tranquill Poet 🤍