Don’t Hide In the Harbor

How can I go on without reaching out
And never stretching to the top of my toes.
Right now I can’t stay huddled,
Buried in a pile of cotton to keep the cold away.
Only when I step out and feel the wind on my face,
Realizing that without risk there would be no gain.

Little something inspired by the third Monday prompt from Light and Shade Challenge.

A ship in port is safe, but that’s not what ships are built for.
–Grace Murray Hopper

9 thoughts on “Don’t Hide In the Harbor

  1. This had a real feeling of briskness, reminded me of cold fall and winter mornings when you first step outside and that first breath is like a shock to your body. Absolutely beautiful. The Hopper quote was a perfect companion for the poem.


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