Our deepest fears are the guardians
of our deepest treasure.
The things we are,
but never reveal.
The hidden attributes
that we keep undercover,
all under lock and seal.
The dreams we have and never fulfill.
The chances we do not take because we think we are not good enough.
The many times we listened to others.
Relied on their opinion instead of following our own mind.
The times we wish we could rewind.
It is never too late to reveal your deepest treasure.
It is never too late to take the other road.
It is never too late to forget your fears.
It is never too late to unload.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .20220813
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem