fear of the unknown

How often one may miss the positive, all because of the fear of the unknown. To inform oneself knows to reap rewards most unexpected...

'Welcome to my little space,' she said. 

'...come, take a flight of fancy where everything is possible, where most thing are probable.

a flight of fancy , a wondrous journey, a discovery where the heart will know to race, for the novelties discovered will have their own pace.

the ups and downs, the round-abouts, the nooks and crannies all in one, an anticipated nervousness of what may lay ahead, what be the fun.

we shall find a path, on it step but, as it stretches ahead, naughty we shall be, a sidestep take, uncharted grounds exploit, for much wondrous a thing we will definitely see.

adventurers, explorers my little space demands a mind, that knows to acknowledge that in the unknown many a time, a rare find.

no need to waste , to hesitate and fear the unknown,  cowering shivering and in ones haste... to run away, forget the fruits of a willing mind to taste.

why is it that the unknown knows to shake and break, in its wake away to take, the making of content and satisfaction to break?

what is it that grips the heart, the body, mind and soul, ones spirit break and take control..?'

'Welcome to my little space,' she said. 

'...come, take a flight of fancy where everything is possible, where most things are probable.'

RB.