I am the hurdle

My need to share my joy often exceeds my ability. 

I find that by defining things I limit them, set artificial boundaries that might be misunderstood, or even wrong.

It is habit and up bringing and cultural expectations that create these desires. 

I leap into the same river every day, but one day I see the whale and suddenly I am terrified.

The whale has always been there.  I often float on the waves his tail creates.  It is only my self-consciousness that dredges up the fear.

I am the hurdle I must over come, again and again.