In the distance a distilled figure stands, still unmoving, holstering a faded face.

Towards it moves , crackling leaves, sticks snap.

I tremble in fear, a rumble erupts, running towards the jungle as I tingle, in uncertainty.

A path of light clears the haze I look to the sky, a dim of light.

Telling me that I should stand up for  what is right

Face the unknown with fear, but when seen there is no need.

Friend or foe, I'll choose, power it has, courage it lacks.

Back off I say, it stares a stunned, a ghastly stare, a glimmer of light.

Daylight has arrived, relieved but  amazed by what it was, grasping for air, so its true.

Do not let fear tame you, for it cannot. You are your own fear, you tame yourself.