Unafraid

If I weren’t afraid, I’d… … feast sumptuously, satiating my cravings midst well-being’s fullness … feature myself along my twelve-month color scheme of saintly fashion … fly over Mt. Everest, then trek at its pinnacle with my gratitude flag … free all biblically righteous activists, accused as religious fugitives … fathom futility’s frame against frustration-fall … flee to family’s joyous feedings around blessings’ flow … fulfill my own desires, defying folly’s flair … fire-up my heart’s fixations… Fueled by God, firmly I cling to Him, thanking Him for putting in my heart fear* that's reverential so by faith I can freely obey and willingly follow Him along holiness-bliss of fervency’s fortitude. *Psalm 111:10 The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom: a good understanding have all they that do his commandments: his praise endureth for ever. September 11, 2019 Edited on February 10, 2020 3rd place, "STRAND SELECT K, any form,any theme" Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 2/11/2020.