Fear, I Think

Daylight, upon path, falls
prey to shadow. In wrath,
I’ve robbed its sunlight.
Fear? I think I understand.

Sinking sand leads
to hills below the harbour
of forgetting. Fear?
I think I understand.

Voices call of a troubled mind.
Block the light! With flashes
I think I understand;
fear is a stepping stone.

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