Coughs Of Fear

Coughs of fear
watered down
despite the raging, rumbling
devil sound.

Approaching closer
to view in dismay
the battered path
of our rocky way.

We push on
to learn
to change and to see
the way life bends.

Turning now
facing
the wide expanse
of what we lack.

The cliffs of the morning,
the soft of the light,
the rain of the evening,
bathe in delight.

We follow through
with gentle strokes
calmly maneuvering
the waves we hold.

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