Growth, Risking the promise of colour

Growth

Begins with death

Losing, leaving, darkness

Leaving yourself behind, old you, old me

Growth

Requires risk

Moves

takes time

clears, cleanses, challenges, reveals

Pain

Sometimes letting

light in, where once was dark

straining for warmth

for light, for love

Growth

needs warmth

needs food

safe nutrients

safe everything

Growth

at the speed of safe

not competition

but attention

Growth

faces pain

Growth

shows and shines

takes its time

shoots appearing

green, new, tender

life

begins

Growth

prefers slow

and the speed of love

Growth

a choice of making

colours from our heart

life from within

not without

Growth

from within

from death to light

with love in pain

Growth

Universal language

prompts from within

to make us see

ourselves

a work of beauty

emerging painfully from within

wounded and hiding

now starting to shine

risking the promise of colour.