What would it be

What would it be to break through

This,

This wrangle of strifetorn anxious

Bliss,

The state state of farflung emotional

Angst

To get to the other side.

What would it be to stride on

Out

Out in the bigskied brighteyed

Fear,

Fear of seeing, of becoming of wonder's rich

Belonging

With the promise lived anew.

For it's strength and fear

And bliss and angst that

Tangle the mind

Rid its true.

And it's love and faith

And blessed trust unfurling

On the road from

Here to what

Becomes.