"I must not fear. Fear is the
mind-killer. I will face my
fear. When it has gone past,
I will turn the inner eye to
see its path. Where the fear
has gone, there will be
nothing. Only I will remain."
~Frank Herbert
Alas, I find as I grow older,
fear raises its ugly head.
Not really certain as to why,
it simply is.
I make the ultimate effort;
make no mistake! I stand
tall, face the music and act
as if naught could startle me.
Inside, I tremble. I actually
feel the fear. Can't locate
the source. As I have never
been a fearful person, can't
help but wonder if it isn't
the meds I take all winter
for SAD.
So wish I could be given
a gift . . . a gift of a fear
free time in these my elder
years.
Maybe somewhere 'midst
meditation and margs, I'll
find an answer . . .
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