Posted by: rossharwood | January 11, 2010

Fear

Fear

When fear comes

with his plaster prayer hands

When fear comes

with tiny beads in sequence

When fear comes in early morning

before my dreams are finished

When fear comes in that dark

silhouette of avoidance

May I have already prayed

rightly

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