Beginnings/Completion

Hello!

My name is Grace, and I recently decided to start this blog in the hopes of conquering my fears. It's been a couple of years since I've written anything for myself (not as a school assignment), and I've recently decided to major in English as a publisher and possibly do a bit of journalism. I used to write all of the time--stories, poems, song lyrics, my feelings. However, the world kind of kept me occupied, and now I'm finding that not only am I afraid of putting pen to paper at the risk of finding I'm not cut out for this major, but I'm afraid of losing interest in this artform. However, I'm drawn to literature. I've discovered that, simply enough, it makes me smarter. So here I go, on a journey to re-connect with this catharsis and coping mechanism that I used to love so much.

I named this blog "Sunshine Peeking Through the Curtains" after I found an old poem I wrote. At the time, the poem was supposed to be about love, but now I see this metaphor as a feeling I long for every day. It's about life. I long for knowledge and experiences, hoping that inspiration, as well as happiness or love might creep up on me unexpectedly and turn my life into something wonderful, like sunlight as it peeks through your curtains on a summer morning.


Completion

We go through life alone
A full persona
That somehow is not complete
Like a picture frame waiting to be filled
By the blurry portrait of love
Made clear when you finally meet
In time, you see love
And also find hope
Bringing a promise of happiness
Like sunshine peeking through
The curtains of a dark room
Remnants of pain and lessons learned
Are lost with fear and replaced with strength

Now daring and bold
Joined with freedom and opportunity
Are freed from fear’s mold
As love is the last puzzle piece
Completing you, so you are alive
Though a future of loss you might behold
The dance along the rainbow
Is greater then the gold



Love,

Grace