Poem – Fear Was Chasing Me

So much of the time I rushed through life.
Fear was chasing me … from the left and the right.
I thought if I could run fast ahead.
It would not catch me even asleep in bed.

So I tried to go as fast as I could.
Knowing that as I aged … I eventually should.
Find a way to turn and face those fears.
But how could I do that after all those years?

And when my body finally had had enough.
I was turned around and called fears bluff.
But what I saw did not scare me at all.
I was only my inner child with her little doll.

She just wanted to be held by me.
I was shocked that it was her I was trying to flee.
And as I took her into my arms.
All the fears and all the alarms.

Began to silence and find peace at last.
I believed to be an adult she needed to be outcast.
All that time I had just been running from myself.
Individuality had put wholeness on the shelf.

That is when I realized that my ego had gotten in the way.
And had me running in fear and dismay.
I felt that I was not going to be good enough.
In my terror, I had become sharp and gruff.

Now, I know that there is nowhere to go.
What I was seeking is following me … I know.
So now, instead of running. we walk hand in hand.
And suddenly, I feel good enough exactly where I stand.

~Suzanne Wagner~