in the in between

In the basement  In the deep end In the cellar of my soul In the basement In the deep end There’s a fear that grips, controls In the darkness there’s a battle I must fight And fight to win But the irony, the beauty, –can it come in the surrender? Surrender? oh surrender… to  relinquish and to see It’s accepting, not rejecting- With great courage, comes great peace In the stopping, in the hearing,  In the ground beneath my feetRead more