I Fear No More

One day I jumped Quick in to the Sand There was no one there holding my hand I felt myself sinking, I had no pain I was definitely drowning, suddenly aware of every grain This was quicksand, and surely I’d be dead Soon I realized my troubles were all in my head That’s when I remembered a swimming technique, flat and spread I think the best swimmers call this a tread Within an instant my direction was changed Sinking to rising, no longer in chained Once I was freed It came apparently clear What I was feeling was a product of fear I Fear No More