The river of fearA Poem by Ana B.The river knows what I want to say Singing his long history everyday… Just like us. It has its number of drops Feels like it flows forever…then one day it
stops…
Why am I here? So I could wither and fear? This eternal spring which never stops
flowing… Yet the fear ends where it begins the
knowing
Soon I will ascend my soul…when my eyes
will close And it will step up, where the river
mysteriously flows Maybe I came here to learn some things… Or maybe I’m teaching someone…unknowingly
it seems…
Maybe I’m showing things through my pair of
eyes Cause there are so many ways to find where
the truth lies… So who am I - apprentice or master Collecting the seeds of the beauty and of
the disaster…
My ultimate purpose…if only I knew… But sooner or later all of us do Trembling in fear … wishing we knew… Trembling again…when we do. © 2015 Ana B.Reviews
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