All Night The Hearth Flames

kept telling you fear is just

a thought inside your head.

But danger isn’t, neither is pain.

And the wind, standing up

floorboards beneath your feet,

knuckling windows with branches,

resurrecting worries within your

body that can feel now just how 

useless words are when the unknown 

waits outside that front door.

Courage, at least a version of it,

is found in being with other people.

You don’t need to be able to explain

where such power comes from.

Together, you stand a better chance

of seeing lights come on in the distance.