The treasure was offered to me
at the altar of reason and trust.
What was there to fear?
Promises of sanity,
wrapped in warming calmness.
So kneeling,
I at last partake
in gift that is given.
What is there to fear?
I rise a new,
one who joins the ranks of
being stable.
The wise and the trusted
have counseled
and I have headed their bright words.
What is there to fear?
With praise and promises
I am walked into the
Temple of Safety to offer up
at the altar of calmness.
Sacrificing, the chaos and pain
that has haunted me
for so long.
What is there to fear?
I walk for from the temple,
hearing the celebration of those
who have longed for me
to find peace.
I return home
to the welcoming applause
of family and friends.
They cheer me as step forward
into the bright light of
today.
What is there to fear?
Days and months go by.
The light stays bright and safe.
I walk with my head held high.
The confusion of the past,
Touchs me not.
The sun shines and shines
and shines and shines and shines
and shines...
No shadows are to be found.
Anxiety and distractions are banished.
I follow the same steps
as I did the day before.
What is there to fear?
So with a smile on my face,
I look back at the past.
To see how far I have come.
It is then that I see
that my path has been in circles.
Being shadowless as left me lost.
That the darkness and chaos
brought in their wake
a flood of creativity.
In escaping the pain and anger,
I lost my joys.
In offering up my chaos as
a sacrifice calmness
I have lost that which drives me create.
My paper is blank.
My potters wheel spins
with nothing on it.
My sewing needle fixes buttons
and that's all it does.
I find that in the light of safety
my Passion has died.
I find that in being wrapped
in calmness the poetry in my soul
has died.
So what is there to fear?
I step off the path that moved in
circles under a unchanging sun.
And embrace my shadows.
Knowing there will be pain and sorrow.
But Joy and Longing will return.
Accepting my weaknesses
as the herald of my creativity
I walk away from safety.
What was there to fear?
My fears pushed me into box
to protect my heart and soul.
And so I smiled and ran to it.
But in locking myself inside
I lost more then I gained.
So out I go...
Into a world not as certain
but where once again
I will create.
