Impending danger, my intimidator,
My imaginary self in sole distress,
My fears deep-rooted in me
For what I don’t know,
Are meant for a preservative
For a forthcoming evil.
Sometimes my imaginings
Are my friend,
But mostly my foe indeed.
My battles are waged
Against me and me,
With intimidation triumphant
And me the defeated.
My fear is more painful
To me, the coward,
Then my death would be
To my true courage.
Nelson D Reyes
6aFear indeed can be more painful because you live with it. But you can put an end to fear with the courage / strength to accept it and let go. Not unlike the strength and courage you have in confronting death by accepting it. Like your insight. Thanks Robert.
Robert L. Martin
6aIntimidation to me is most of the time imaginary. If I faced it head on, it wouldn't be so bad.