Anxiety
Swirling Misery
Lost in the thrashing wave of overwhelming lacking ability
Hands scratched and bloody from falling down
Knees ripped and shredded from attempts at crawling
Grinding through
A world of paralyzing fear that my ignorance will be made evident
Gasping for air but my lungs become full of salty sea
Struggling to stand upright but the steep snowy mountain steals my balance
Fight to speak with intelligence in a boardroom full of Harvard grads
Salve flosses over my hands and knees
Breath fills my lungs and HOPE chases away my fears
I gain my balance, stand and breath, reaching to the storm chasing sun
A raft comes to rescue me in the salty sea
Unexpected buoyancy of a floating red balloon helps me stand to my feet and fly over the mountain
A chalkboard turns my words into pictures multiplying them by thousands letting my speech become dancing images
HOPE glosses over my body resting on the raft
My breath is taken away by the view from the sky
I balance my ideas on the end of a piece of chalk
My soul opens up to the storm chasing sun
