Holding fears
will get you held up
in arrears,

But, bolding
from all complex foldings
your soul
and breathing flowing airs
will get you climbing
up some stairs,

And, persevering,
you’ll one day
reach a better place,

when you simply keep
your steadfast walk,

and breathe,

and let all holdings
free to go,
into that unseen,
mystery gap,

into or over which
you’ll take
a daring, marvelous
of faith.

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