"Courage is not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear." - Stephen Covey

it is with the softest silence that we dance

we unfold our napkins like umbrellas 

to bend, the wind, the bellows, from belly's

below the fold turn naked turn shallow

to release, to gasp, to exhume the gas

to die, once more, alone, this peace, this joy

this hatred, this sorrow, this gate, to walk

to tread to crawl to slow to still to seed