Is It Safe
After many years,
I think
I'm safe now
To paraphrase,
I think I'm safe,
therefore I am,
yet am I?
I ask myself,
is being safe
knowing that
there's nothing
to fear?
Or is it
simply
knowing
what you fear?
There's always
something to
fear, so it can't
be that there's
nothing
And knowing
your fear
is not nothing,
but it's not
the same as
being safe
Maybe,
being safe
is knowing
that you've stood in
the cold dark shadow
of your fear
and yet,
you still
stand
And yet,
I ask my safe self,
if I stand again
in the cold of
that dark shadow,
would I still be?
Safe?
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