Sometimes the calling to write
is only answered after repeated knocks.
When the rapping feels more like a nuisance to be dispelled
than a soft yearning that’s found its way home.
Would you ever confront a lover with the same approach,
knowing full well the joy, happiness, and fulfillment that accompanies their arrival?
Would you ignore the persistent pleas
and postpone guaranteed delight?
We choose the discomfort of familiar experience
Over the potential of unknown discovery
Rationalized through radical references and refined reservations
Little more than excuses in sheep’s clothing
The first 10,000 hours won’t be quite as expected
Trust the process
Answer the prompt
The greatest love you could ever imagine might just be calling.
Love this Emily - merci