The Forest of Fear

The Forest of Fear

I have not forgotten
what fear can do to my mind.
It is worse than being
lost in a forest with a fog around me.
My feet cannot move.
My heart races.
I hold my breath
to pay attention to any sound.
And when that moment of fear subsides,
I see a friend who
shares a small, warm fire with me.
We sit silently,
listening to the crackling sound of the fire.
All becomes calm and clear.
We walk together until
I am free of my fear.
I turn to say Thank you,
but my friend is gone.
He has left me in a beautiful meadow
and gone to help others who are lost.