Notes About The Poem
Written on July 27, 2025
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Without Fear
It’s the darkness, flooding the silent room
A still so bitter it flows, splashing fears
Weary as the moments I would never presume
Pierce the heart with feelings, frantic tears
It’s the night, breathing in echoes of anxiety
Murmuring shadows who still the soul
Wiping out the silhouettes of notoriety
Following the screams of a dread’s control
It’s the dusk, ending twilight’s gentle tunes
Mysterious doubts penetrating the light
Causing such nightmares beyond ghostly moons
Assuring we’ll not go down without a fight
It’s the “C” word – the one that leaves such dread
A feeling of panic in anxious winds who seek prayers
It’s the song that is so uncertain of what lies ahead
Maybe we’ll see the wonder of this angel – unawares
It’s called cancer – but this word leaves only questions
Where did it come from? How can I find the solutions?
It’s an illness beyond understanding of any suggestions
As I seek, this disease is destroying my heart’s absolutions
It’s the hope, given by the maker of all creation
Who blesses my soul with acceptance of what has come
It is hope - that lifts me, giving my spirit elation
Because I know the One who can always overcome
It’s the darkness, flowing over my heart and soul
Weakening my faith – still I know the One who is love
And He holds the answers that will surely make me whole
He is the way, the truth, the life – that comes from above
It’s the sickening feeling that stills my soul’s desire
Breathing a prayer, I feel the warmth of His gentle gift
Assurance, that whatever comes, He is my heart’s supplier
And through love, He will always provide – and He is swift
It’s the old story of fear that seems so destructive
But, He is with me and I know His grace, so real
While I remain worried, He is always so constructive
And He will carry me – as my scared heart shall kneel
It’s the old story of a life changed by illness
But, He is still working – always alive and kind
While I live in this world, I know the dark’s stillness
But, there is another world that grace defined…
In the next world, I’ll not know the meaning of cancer
In the next world, I’ll be assured of an endless life
In the next world, my Jesus will be my spirit’s dancer
In the next world, He’ll offer joy, without any fear or strife
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