Courage Here

There is no courage, nor doubt

That comes to mind within this cloud

What i thought was not right, nor mind uncluttered

There is some courage within the hand

And sitting in the palm, leaping off the fingers

I lost my way here until I sought entrance

through the door.

Where shall I go? Where shall I flee?

Will I pass that great door

where courage will greet me?

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