Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Fear

suddenly I can fly
above the trees
through the clouds
drifting into space
watching as the earth comes into view
from above
everything looks so peaceful
but then I fall
slowly at first
then faster
rushing through the atmosphere
crashing toward the cold hard reality
and then
a moment before my certain demise
I wake
nothing but a dream
what was I afraid of?

Fear is like that
starting as a thought
a fascination
a beautiful desire
then crashing headlong to disaster
worry
doubt
regret
but what if we let go
allow our selves to fly
to fall
to soar or glide or slip or tumble
to be ourselves
and instead of doom
we found peace
free from fear
finding the beauty at the center
the love
that is all

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