The Touch of Fear…

Fear is an odd thing.
Over the past dacade-and-more journey
That I have undergone…
I thought that there was
Nothing left for me to fear….

But I was mistaken.

In a short time…
A few days or a week…
I will make my Summer migration
To the mountains I so love.

And I am truly afraid.

Afraid that I won’t come back.

My soul screams for release
Every Second,
Of every Minute,
Of every Day.

And I am so very tired…..

So, for the first time,
I will prepare for a trip
In fear.

And we shall see what we shall see.


~ by daveprime on July 29, 2013.

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