Freedom in Voice

by Tasleem

Shy girl in the corner,
Couldn't make up her mind.
Didn't care to win the race
Was content to lag behind.

Never offered her opinion,
"I-don't-know" was her choice.
Quiet and complacent,
A bare whisper of a voice.

But something started bubbling
inside this tender heart.
Stories of love and learning,
Were seeking some way out.

She tried conversing with the wind,
Wrote a letter to herself,
Shared poetry with the trees,
But nothing seemed to help.

One day she was humming,
what seemed a familiar tune,
When words came pouring out of her
as if possessed by the moon.

"I have so much to tell you,"
was the chorus of her song.
Her secret soul had been hidden
for far too long.

The melody bellowed and bloomed,
A big voice was lurking in there.
It spoke of desires and dreams,
the kind others wouldn't even dare.

The tune soon resounded
in every single heart.
Even the clouds and oceans,
were harmonizing their parts.

It seemed that all the world
couldn't help but to rejoice.
Because of the newfound freedom,
that was brought with just one voice.