Knowing Fear, Because Fear Knows Me*
Apr.15, 2008 in
fear, life, literature, poetry, writing
I know fear; I want to know it more.
I have looked it in the eye.
I have not shrunk away from it.
Fear follows me.
It often walks beside me
Or lurks behind my back.
Sometimes it wraps itself around me
Like a python trying to squeeze me,
But I do not give in.
Well-meaning friends call that courage.
Hah! I laugh heartily […]
