Fear is not the key.

Fear is not the key.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In view of
the window closed
did the door suddenly open?
While all the while
one faltered, hesitated....

regardless,

the bars of fear
in mind’s place
became one’s own captivity.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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there are many doors we could step through...but after having enough of them shut in our faces we sometimes balk, and the window of opportunity closes.
j.

Posted 4 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

4 Years Ago

Indeed Jacob. Thank you for visiting my page with your words.

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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