Fear the friend and fear the foe;
fear a place we all must go.
It tears the heart out, chills the mind;
Its hidden torment – so unkind.
To overcome fears vice-like grip
We need to let our senses slip.
Take a chance, go out on a limb,
Just go for broke, sink or swim.
A life lived without fear I fear
would be a life both drab and drear.
So gird thy loins my fear-filled heart
And fly with Angels – that’s life’s art!