Fear

The trees are now in shed of leaf

like the past from conscious minds

that drops each day more and more

until we’re on our way

into uncertainty.

 

It’s the future not yet visible

that calls with hopefulness

at the start of heartless winter

yet sometimes there’s the fear

only one alone can feel

that drapes around the shoulders

unexpectedly.

 

‘tis of no avail to shrug and moan

or think the future grand

for the “been there, done that,”

gone to ground

but to square the shoulders so

brings a moment’s respite

from the weight of loneliness.

 

It’s only after all a threat

that if believed is real

and in between the weave of threads

there always is the love

unseen but known to be

that grows again the leaves

and lightens the feel

of untenable fear!

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