I shall walk slowly there
with nothing left to fear
but Fear himself there is
no other thing to do
like such

however

light takes the tree over
by the fence singing beneath
the fullest moon ever seen

and Time screams
too softly to be heard
as Fear passes on to
a world completely
unlike this

yet

I shall walk slowly there
fearing only Fear ticking
seconds off one by one
listening to Time questioning
more than I
ever have

what shall become of us all
if moments continue
wasting away
like this