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POEMS ON FEAR AND FAITH by Carolyn Chilton Casas


How Not to Take in Fear

 
Find a quiet path to walk alone.
See how ocean waves roll
with the pull of a capricious moon,
and the ancient oak holds
ground in a thrashing wind.
Fling praise up to vultures 
circling overhead.
Bow like nature to the coin
tosses of circumstance.
 
Consider a tree for a confidante. 
If the journey leads to water, 
count on faith to help you 
swim safely to the far shore.
Climbing a tall mountain 
is a great remedy for fear; 
stride upward until you feel 
the generosity of Mother Earth. 
New muscles will evolve gently, 
proving you are stronger than any fear.


How to Know Faith
 
Before you can know faith, 
you must bear a message
that knocks you to your knees,
 
endure a shock that takes breath
away, like diving into raging ocean 
waves on an icy winter’s day,
 
although the blow may bring 
a blessed numbing, amputating 
most sensation left within,
 
time will melt this fleeting shield 
forcing you to make your way 
toward the inconvenient truth; 
 
then, benevolence is my hope for you— 
offering up a budding faith, a light
to brighten even the deepest dark, 
moments before the dawn.

Photography by TJ Dysdale


Carolyn Chilton Casas is a Reiki Master and teacher. Her favorite themes for writing are: healing, wellness, awareness, and the spiritual journey. Carolyn's articles and poems have appeared in Energy, Mujer Holística, Odyssey, Reiki News Magazine, The Art of Healing and in other publications. You can read more of Carolyn’s work on Instagram at mindfulpoet_ or in her debut collection of poems titled Our Shared Breath.




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