Don't Fear.

Mihailovich, Vasa D. ; Wright, Charles David

Don't Fear Don't fear it is like a leaf falling under a limb, as when in the night the last sound dies away, as when from the mountaintop one takes in the view, as when the wind trails off tracing a gentle thought. Don't fear, it comes when the sea suddenly calms down and is covered endlessly with dull luster. Don't fear, it will be as easy as raining, as when the moon pales gently before the sun. Don't fear, it will be as when one fades into a fog, and paths, springs, the whole world darkens. Here is my hand, the last frail mooring until the raft drifts into darkness. Don't fear, it will be gentle as when the white gossamer starts winnowing from poplars and flowering the ground. It will be like a passage between pains, we wlll sight ln the lake the saddened world around us. Don't fear, it will be fast as when a noose loops over, only the blue space around us will start to whirl. Here is my hand, it will be the straw on which the ant in the tale crossed the river. Once, as a child, you walked on a log across the abyss in a dark, wet jungle, without looking into the black chasm before you. Do not look now either, I will lead you slowly.