each of us host
a number of
astounding potentialities
wrapped in this
tiny garment of physicality
within us lies the seeds
of the cosmos, stars,
universes, and galaxies
our very own divinity
why shy away, choosing
to be locked in a world
without paint and color
wanting to be
like everyone else
refusing to stand out
refusing to shine
being a master
at limiting the divine
intentionally blocking
its flow, believing you are
never good enough
so clever at playing the keys
of inferiority complex
trapped in resentment
and bitterness
keep on replaying in the mind
i am not like him
i am not like her
i am no genius
my craft is no better
but dear, how would you know
if you didn't even show
that brave heart of yours
just answer that nudge
that call of the higher soul
you may be afraid, but-
trust, you are always guided
every step of the way
listen to that voice
and surprise the whole world
once you unlock within you
ideas, talents, books,
music, harmony, canvasses
some of God's gifts
wanting to be expressed
only through you
waiting solely for you
to have the courage
to say yes
for this is your part
the role that was made for you
so unlock that silliness
dare to dance
come out, play with us
and unveil to the world
your spark-
the splendor of your heart.
our fears and become the fantastic, powerful, shining
beings that we were always meant to be…
Diana…🍃
Your poem really describes the masses who want to just get along and go along with what those around them are doing without that spark to go out on their own. A very apt word for your poem title. So descriptive and beautifully rendered.
Ron