Thoughts and Things

Fear and respect often go hand in hand

The blank page

used to be my sworn enemy.

I feared it greatly

and I hardly ever took it on by myself.

Every time I did,

I failed.

After years of training

I am still afraid of it,

but not as much as I did.

It's not the fear that terrorized me,

or the fear that brought me to tears just by thinking about it.

Now it is a respectful fear.

I fear it

because I know it is dangerous

but it is only as dangerous as I allow it to be.

It is the same fear, I imagine,

that a lion tamer

has for the lion.

They respect the beast,

and they fear it,

but they still take the risks to tame it.

So though I fear the blank page greatly,

I know that I can tame it

and it is only as powerful as I allow it to be.

Though we are still sworn enemies,

I have won more battles than I can count,

and I know the task is not as impossible as I once thought.