I was Ready to Tell by Rumi

I Was Ready to Tell

i was ready to tell the story of my life but the ripple of tears and the agony of my heart wouldn’t let me

i began to stutter saying a word here and there and all along i felt as tender as a crystal ready to be shattered

in this stormy sea we call life all the big ships come apart board by board

how can i survive riding a lonely little boat with no oars and no arms

my boat did finally break by the waves and i broke free as i tied myself to a single board

though the panic is gone i am now offended why should i be so helpless rising with one wave and falling with the next