I can’t express enough how often I have felt like a sitting duck, and when I have felt this way I’ve had to regroup my thoughts and emotions and empower myself once again.
Oh sitting duck
Forever vigilant, forever guarded
Basking in the sun, drying up your feathers
Attentively listening, sensing, looking
Feeling confounded, feeling scared
Diving into the water, wading, away from the lakes edge
Free to fly from harms way
An island paradise, a shelter
A safe place to just be.