The Boundary Unknown
A poem about transformation
Safely contained I grow, express, and reach Toward the boundary unknown ‘till now Securely restrained I warp, bend, and morph To fit the shape of the boundary Politely hushed I don’t know how to ask To be let outside the boundary So, I break it Without skill or knowledge of Who I might hurt At the boundary Endings are Beginnings I pass through The boundary so thin Emerging into a new space To me I’m the same For those wanting what was I’m strange Saying I’m sorry Is not enough Nor does it ease their pain I am not owed Forgiveness, yet It’s welcomed if offered Those that see me Know I can be more Those that love me Want to see me soar Leaving behind The nurturing shell Now no longer needed Now open to knowing There is no security in pretending To be other than who I am Spreading my wings I grow, express, and reach Toward the next boundary so far unknown





I enjoyed your poem. I thought your poem stimulated a lot of ideas. I particularly liked the image of boundaries. I couldn’t get the thought out of my mind that they are something like permeable membranes or envelopes of space. Thanks for sharing.
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