The Fear Is No More

The Fear Is No More

The world is dark and now I'm out.
The eyes adjust as I stand and stare
The stars shine bright and help light the night.
The air is fresh and has a cool feel.
The ground is soft as my feet rest on grass.
The senses take over as a smell drifts by.
The mind can't tell, from whence it came.
The ears hear a sound towards the rear.
The hairs stand on end, unknowing of what it is.
The body turns and the eyes see.
The dog stands and stares, not sure what to do.
The eyes meet and we stare.
The moment passes and the dog turns away.
The fear is no more.

Written by:

Roger Hoyt

Copyright July 2011

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