Fear


Fear. 
It is part of life,
shows us life, 
the true parts of life in this world.
Without fear, 
who would we be? 
Not human, it would seem.
Fear is a thing inside all of the living,
Inside the mouse's little heart,
as the owl flies overhead,
inside of the elk, 
as the wolf springs,
Inside of the people,
in the face of loss.
Fear is to be respected,
for it shows us the truth, 
but as the mother bear protects her cub,
though she fears the hunter,
it is not to be backed down to,
but to be faced.
 

wildcat

VT

15 years old

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