Pain is minimal,
At the point of letting go,
At the point of letting go,
Taking out the care,
Of what others share,
Brave and tall as an animal,
And courage to act slow.
The hurt costs you now,
On your climb,
Learning all the while,
Covered by a smile,
Discover why and how,
To moment of sublime.
Pain does not matter,
On your own race,
Time and patience,
For your assurance,
Voices no longer natter,
When yours moves at pace.
Emily Bourne
