in your core

wake up and find your heart
in the cold steel grip of Fear
lying there sweating
despite the chill of winter
there is no course
no path except one
you must get up
you must put one foot
in front of the other
steady and slowly trudging
this happy path of destiny
with each action
with each step
with each completed task
the fingers loosen
uncurling and slowly
by steady you are set free
and then before you can tell
before you can see or sense
in anyway at all, you find yourself
soaring thousands of feet
above your starting point
and the sun warms your face
and there you see, inside your heart
in the very center of your core
you had the courage all along.