>There’s a fear here I do not understand.
It is deep, and small.
Alive.
I’ve been flirting with the entrance
thinking it no big deal.
But I’ve entered and
It is.
I can function, yes.
But there is no deep and concentrated joy.
Just life around, which I cannot enter in
To.
The activity tantalizes and beckons.
But the fear keeps me still. Hidden.
Un-alive.
We all wrestle with monsters.
This is mine.
Your opportunity will come too.
Will you know what to do?
The Soul Reporter 