Whoever said Rebirth was Easy?

Out of familiarity and into the Unknown,
An old self burns and another begins to form,,
It’s all new, and yet you’ve known it all along.

Parting pangs of what you left behind,
Anxiety rears its head as if to remind,
That there’s so much be explored.

Things to master, things to mess up with,
Things to enjoy, things to weep over.
There’s so much stuff that could wrong.

But, what if it went right?

That question is a bright light or deeper night
Than where you are now

What if things went a different way?
A new road,
A Pathway,
Beyond what you can imagine.

And so it is
The Eggshell broken,
Ashes spread around,
No sight of the old to be found.

It’s all new,
It’s all fresh,
But still a voice uncertainly asks:

What if it all went wrong?

And another, in a whisper replies:

What if it didn’t?

What will you have found?

That question is a bright light or deeper night
Than where you are now

What if things went a different way?
A new road,
A Pathway,
Beyond what you can imagine.

What will you have found?

Bairavee Balasubramaniam

 

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Poem, ‘Whoever said rebirth was easy’ © Bairavee Balasubramaniam, 2015. All rights reserved.