The wary traveller

How do I stop,
This descent into a world,
I know nothing about,
Frightening,
Colourful,
Loud,
How do I step,
Across the boundary before me,
And still keep sight,
Of the sweet dimming memories,
Of shadowed kisses,
And loving arms,
That used to hold me,
It will be wild,
And strange,
And beautiful,
But will it welcome me?
Will it allow me to be,
What I have been and will be?
What does this new world,
Strange as it may be,
Hold in store,
For this wary traveller in me.

~Rei Shiori