Taking the first step
Is like a leap of faith
Like plunging in a cold river
Or tentatively entering a dark space
Frightening, exhilarating, heart thumping and daunting
All at the same time.
‘What if’ plagues you
You wonder if it is the right thing to do
The hesitation, the trepidation and the doubts
Surround you like a dark blanket.
And then you surrender yourself
To this overriding need
To be heard, to matter.
And you press the first key
To launch yourself
Into limelight, to censure and praise,
To ridicule and appraisal,
But it matters not now.
You are finally free of the shackles
You had bound yourself with.