Dare Not fear
Leaves sway and play
In the wind,
Clouds seem to bow and pray
All across the sky ever again.
Birds fly so high
With nary a care,
Butterflys wraped in buoyant beauty
Never to worry, for what they might wear.
- So why am I
(such a simple man, at the fringes of Gods plan)
Afraid to live, and to die?
Dare I, in fear, to presume
God would love the beauty of each flower
And not notice my own heart in bloom?
Nay.
For God does know and does see all,
Perhaps allowing now and again
A slight trip, but never into eternal deaths final hand
Will He let me fall.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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