Not
two but one
I
and my fear
Nowhere yet always
here
Two strings one
shriek
Both get drunk in
beer
One clings the other will
seek
Fear as the
care-taker
"I" as careless holiday
maker
The two are a perfect
pair
Yet one and
nowhere
How can "I" be
lonely
When fear is my
only
Always ready to
warn
Whether in company or
forlorn
Oh what lovely
game
"I" running from
fear
Fear seemingly going
away
"I" giving way to a
tear
A horse ride of yin and
yang
Like that of God and the Big
Bang
"I" and "fear" arise from
the same source
But "just" knowing that...
Would that kill the
horse?