the fearful wind

the fearful wind is fierce and furious and I face into it!

I have too.... for the wind will send me into cover,
into the darkness...
I become desperate in the shadows.

Fear is the harbour and I have untethered from it,
I was tethered to popularity...
I was tethered to a safe place...
I was tethered to what was comfortable...
I was tethered!

the harbour offers security and authority...
the fear of being oneself...
the fear of having yourself challenged in the open sea...
brings us to the harbour of conformity.

I stand at the bow of the ship,
let them question me
let them harm me
let them say what they believe needs to be said....

for not too long, I will be in the open sea and they will cling with a death grip to the harbour!