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Fear is the Enemy – A Poem
When I write - I write as if my hair is on fire
This may seem strange to many
But only when I get myself out of the way
As if taking dictation
Does my writing achieve anything close
To my original intentions
Often I write to music as it looses
Some deeper connections
Some thoughts connected to
Some greater mind
But only when I overcome any fear
I may have once possessed
Of writing what must be written
Am I even remotely satisfied
Only by overcoming that fear,
That nagging doubt,
That shadowy lack of faith
Which dogs my every effort
Only then do the words come through
As if from a power and a world
I cannot pretend to comprehend or to ever entertain
Being capable of understanding
Run and write to discover
To question everything
To build models
And to apply those models to reality
Run and write as if your own life
And the lives of others
Depended on this
Because the truth is – they do
We really are all in this one together.
We and the universal mind of which we are a part
Love this KW! Thank you. "we really are all in this one together." Amen.
oh. perfect. love this. i get so caught up in the whirlwind.