Poem 19: The Botany of Fear

There are two kinds of fear: a fear to vanquish,
A shadow slowing growth that must be crossed
Like so to see the blushing petals flourish
Under sunlight’s kiss. But we distinguish
From this and nightfall’s darkness – fearful warning
That if we dare move then we relinquish
What could have been to be forever lost
Better to shrink and hold our breath too feverish
Choose to be still, simply await the morning
The first fear is fatal if we heed it
The second killing only if we misread it


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