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The fear of not having enough
In the monthly Write Life group we have been facing our fears and asking ourselves questions that include: What does your fear smell like? What does it taste like? What does it sound like? What does it feel like? What colour is it? If your fear was an animal, what would it be? To overcome your fear, what animal would you need to
become?
Then we've imagined God beside us, and as we tell Him of our
fear, we listen as He speaks. And we write. Here is my
response to that exercise. We'll be posting more in the following
weeks...
The Fear of Not Having Enough
The bread is stale,Its few remaining slices
Green with mould;
Its dankness fills the air.
A bitter, empty wind
Threads through a tottering fence.
Pharaoh’s last, wizened cow
Would bellow its woe
Had it strength enough.
The eagle soars,
Oblivious to dearth,
Its vision attuned
To its realm’s bounty.
O, to be that monarch of the skies;
To fly away and beyond
To Cornucopia’s shore
Where lack is wanting…
One day, my child, you shall fly
Far beyond the eagle’s range.
One day, my child, riches will abound
But, until then, I Am with you
And enough is enough.
Write Life meets on the first Friday of every month at 310 Simonside Terrace, Heaton from 7.30pm to 9pm. All welcome. Email Fiona Veitch Smith for more details.