You said in the morning before light
you were visited by fear
with fragments of a dream fading slowly
fear like a thread
you did say “thread”

a filament glowing in the dark
showing the way—
Ariadne’s thread
a way in and out of the Labyrinth

there are those who have navigation charts and maps
with paintings of sea horses and dolphins
others have radar screens,
paraffin lamps and candles
and you have your fear
to light the way—
unparalleled light, unparalleled gift!

 

Stuart Dodds

 

 

 

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