Fear Made By Fear. Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A shadow falls, a chilling hand,
It whispers doubts across the land.
This fear, it holds me, keeps me bound,
Where stronger, brighter joys aren't found.

It builds a wall, a heavy gate,
And stops my heart from meeting fate.
The beauty seen, it fades so fast,
A fragile joy, too good to last.

Forgiveness feels a thorny road,
A heavy, unforgiving load.
And kindness, too, it seems to fade,
Lost in the fear that fear has made.

Service feels a task too great,
A lonely stand against my state.
And peace, serene and soft and deep,
Is somewhere far I cannot keep.

But if I look beyond the dread,
And lift my heart, and lift my head,
Perhaps a different path I'll find,
And leave the fear far, far behind.