Is it not curious
How when the world showers down upon us
Some call it rain
While others call it wrath?
How a simple split-second shift of perception
Throws us from the beaten path?
While some would recoil from a lowly bee sting
Others would rejoice for it welcomes the Spring
Fellow traveler
Though the world is not your oyster
Do not let that fact confine yourself to a cloister
Within your mind
Fears are so easy to discover
But fear is as fragile as it is frequent
For with time it takes to travel
Life brings opportunity
For the darkness to unravel
So seize it
And from your mind's deep dark chasm of caution
You will hover
For it is within the hearts of all travellers
The will to face everything and recover