Wise Counsel?

You lock me in a room with no weapons
                                  To fight the waiting lion.
I'd built a hasty tower of chairs
To reach the window,

You could have pulled me out
But you pushed me back
                                        Saying,
                 "Find a ladder to reach this window."

And you wondered why I was clinging.

Then you pulled the chairs out
  and said,
                 "Do it now!"

And then you said I didn't know how to climb,
And you thought I must have been
Afraid of heights.

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Aviva Rifka Bhandari

Tue 1st Jun 2021 22:44

Thank you Moon.girl for commenting 💕
Foldable ladders are so convenient and much easier to store and carry about. Or, I could have broken the chairs, and torn the curtains into strips to tie the chair legs together as rungs on a rope ladder and hoped to hook or hoopla the contraption onto or over the window ledge, if only it wasn't for that hungry lion.... 😂

Thanks also to everyone who has clicked 'Like' for this poem 💐

<Deleted User> (31922)

Tue 1st Jun 2021 13:14

Extremely wise. Only if there's a ladder to success available at hand. Else you shall provide the foldable ladder to success, to be used, folded and reused. Heights of success achieved through hard work is sweet, not scary sour.
Well thought indeed. Even I'm not scared of heights.😀

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