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Poetry

 

Fear

Fear

Once again

pounding at my window.

Who arst thou

Who sends those shivers

Down my spine

And leaves me trembling

Like a little leaf under the storm?

 

You assault in the middle of the night

For no reason

Like a lurking shadow

Knocking at an unseen door

Disturbing my peace, my tranquility, my freedom

 

Fear, be gone!

Leave me to my thoughts

of calm and good and wisdom

Let there be love

Let there be light

Let these shine and drain you out.

 

The day will come when you shall peek out again

I will be ready,

To cry with you and nurture your sorrow

'Till that day please render me free

And teach me to live without you.

 

Sylvia Munton, August 2013

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