I think I need a little courage to begin something new. A little courage to take that first step into a world different from where i used to live. But, will I dare to step into a world hanging above the growling sea where thunder and lightning dance in unison with the gust of the waves?
I may choose to dwell inside my cocoon. A cocoon weaved in a magical thread that no evil spell could penetrate. A cocoon which was molded into a shape which could deceive any monsters of the earth and regard it as one of its kind. The best camouflage inside a world of devouring beasts.
But then, I may also choose to dance and hop from twigs to twigs leaving my nest behind. Not minding the eagles and vultures which are hungry and looking for fresh meats, I will close my eyes and sing carelessly with the wind. For, my ears don’t mind their beastly chirp nor my feet don’t tremble with their sharp deadly claws. That strong!
I think I’m beginning to get numb and be carefree like a child climbing on stairs with a feeding bottle on his right hand and a stuff toy on his left. Balance may not be his friend, small slippery feet may be his enemy but his faith and determination in climbing the stairs is his armor.
Yes, I choose to be this tiny bean living inside a dark pouch which has a heart that pumps like a festive drum in a feast fits for the gods; excited to get out and greet the eagles and the vultures lurking outside its world. A tiny bean which has a cheerful vine and robust greens standing tall with the sun.