The fear I have most
is for what I lack least of
when I need it the most

Was courage not there for each brave step that I’ve taken?
If not, then none of those steps would be trod
Did my strength disappear when I broke to my weakest?
If it had I'd continue the crumble to bone
Was calm not inside me whilst everything shook?
Or was it a harbour to return to when my storm had been spent
Was love not inside when my heart felt so empty?
Or was it patiently waiting to be sensed again

It is your fear that hides all our gifts from your eyes
Just know now . we are there . when you need us

The fear I have most
is for what I lack least of
when I need it the most