Poem number eight
I wrote this poem some thirty years ago.
It was published in a poetry magazine called DIAL
It has been republished in a wholeyogaayurveda newsletter a couple of months ago (see my instagram account-pink flowers image- for details)
This short poem was written about how we cope with this emotion
It occurred to me that belief in oneself or that other’s believed in you-be that a physical or metaphysical being or indeed a combination of all was the way to go
I recount this poem to myself repeatedly.
It makes me smile to do so
I hope that it has the same effect on you
FEAR
When fear of what I know
And of what I have yet to learn
Shakes my slumber
I reach
for the warm alcoves
that I know
Wrestle with limbs
which surround me
key to lock makes a whole
And,as I am drenched
by the reassurrance
of HIS omnipresent love
I
Am
Made
STRONG