Now Has No Fears

This poem has been featured in the Creative Collections section of The Collective Magazine.

Your fears are not here

Now

The last time you met them

They told you:

On your knees

And you were

But then the fire

In your chest

Started to burn 

So fast

The lion in your breath

Started to roar

No rest

And you rose

From your ashes 

You left them 

Behind

And in that moment 

You knew:

Now has no fears.

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