Creeps to Me like Imagination...

From days and through the nights this shadow creeps to me like imagination
It whispers so soft but so loud into your mind when you’re at the edges so clear
Your mind is like trapped spinning into that hollow pause that nothing can escape
Caught up in the relentless dance wondering if we pause or wait as fear itself is a fantasy…

We build high hopes, a house where we dread all our imaginations into our heads
What is we stumble, what if we fall what if we can’t get up at all after hope after hope
The “what ifs” weigh too much our fragile hope it presses us down and pulls us lower
But if we could just take a step and breathe back, it could tell us the path we want and soon we shall know…

As we realize the burden is there, we made thoughts that never been there in the first place
The mind sees in every turn of the journey but still if you only accept fear is the journey’s end
Fear is just the phantom path without name or form and as you face it disappears
So now we stand for fear itself, just as a disguise, a mask that dims in the brightest light…

Let the fear dissolve away like a new morning that comes a break of night and day
This shadow will no longer wear down if nothing breaks your way
We leave the fear that we felt inside, for nothing will stand or blocks your way out
For courage lives inside you permanently as long as you learn to stand and see…

Watchwords:
Nothing breaks your way
Learn to stand and see
Pause that nothing can escape
Fear itself is a fantasy

Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..

As and will always be reminding you to dream:
“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”

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