SOC Writing _ 20.2.21

 Nothing to fear

There was nothing to fear, nothing at all. The black had come and lifted the fear and terror was not what I expected, was lighter, much brighter – the tones they played soothed my soul. There was nothing in the way between her and me. There was not a pebble to block my way. This is the way with life – it forces, forces its way – it’s mere glimmer in a mirror satisfy the deepest longing – the time you will go to find another blessed life is not wasted – you will find a way through – you will find your way in. There is a place – a crack where the warm world beckons – it’s dark nights locked in a cold box are no more – the sun has risen and you are taking flight - on the dawn – eyes to the east as you set sail once again – destination unknown. Fly strong wings – able bodies – full of Eros and love – strength in the beating of your heart. I am able – I am willing – I shall step fearlessly into these conversations I froze in, hated – felt a piece of shit. Now, longer times have melted the guise – made me more honest – more vital. The days of grazing the sides of the road are gone – I seek fresh pastures in all lands. Nomadic seeking only what draws me and my will – my animal body is alive and leads me over hill and beyond to warm pathways – there is nothing to fear, nothing at all – there is nothing to fear – nothing at all. What you felt was not a reflection of what is now - what you once could not tolerate has become a curiosity – what too do you need, my friend? How can we go on and get both our needs met?