They tell me not to be so shy

Nor fear the scoffs that come with self-expression

My heart as a vibrant bird of paradise shines

Proud of its color yet still hidden in my mind

Preferring the solace found in shadowed corners.

Saturated with thought, idea, and conviction;

Elated by plans of potential creation

But my brain is a shy and nervous soul.

When all that’s within me would shout out with passion

In flowing lyric or fiery word

As faithful counsel he stands just beside me

With questions of should you? How could you? and like.

Perhaps some are made to start a bit smaller

Stars in gorgeous array hide from the big city lights

For now I will shine for the hills and the country

Even a star can be shy sometimes.