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Sunday, February 12, 2017

Fear

Have wings that feared
Ever touched the sun
              Rabi’ Basri
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It might be said that fear keeps us safe,
And I suspect it does

Out of fear we exclude
And judge
Looking always for threats
Keeping them at arm’s length

Keeping people too
Away
From our shores
Our communities
Our neighborhoods

And sadly
Our hearts

but isolated
and angry
we are very much alone

our worlds limited
to the smallness we have become

little people
little souls
little hearts

little

the grand adventure of love
the surprise that is joy
that expansion of heart and soul
life exploding
into light

that is not for the fearful ones
cowering within
their many walls
I will take my chances
Spread my wings
And touch, if only for a searing moment
The sun

And my heart will break
With infinite sadness
For those peeking out
From behind their walls
Safely
diminished

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