Fear No Evil

Holding back parts of 

Your lovely little heart

Reflects the wanting

And desire to be seen

But fearing the recourse 

Of your thoughts and flyaway

Imaginations

It has been a long three months

Of pitter patter writings 

And wondering

Letting the unknown

And unsaid

Be the guiding light to my

Tender heart

I long to see the valley and climb the mountain

But the whispers of the wind

Foretell of great and

Terrible trouble

Left and right and all around

I will not see or know how

But I will fall

This is what the wind tells me

Each and every time

I tie my shoes to try and

Walk toward the mountain 

I need a clear reflecting

Pond to see and uncover

The stronger parts of myself that 

Can and will succeed

I will be alright

I speak to the south

I will be made new

I speak to the sun

For by grace I have

Been saved

Not of my own works

I will not boast

Instead my foot shall not stumble

And I shall fear no evil

For the rod and staff

They are with me

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