one little finger

One little finger was her voice to the world.

She towered tall and I was the dwarf.
She laughed loud and I was the joker.
She raced ahead.I just gasped at where I stood.
She spoke her heart out and I looked within.
She questioned the world and I had no answers.
She dared to soar and rise high.I was yet in my cocoon.
Did I have it in me,the grit and the determination?
Life threw challenges.
She played on.
Did I?
On a wheel chair she ran the whole mile.
On my feet had I even begun?

My tribute to Malini Chib,the author of One little finger