I CHOOSE

Love keeps me from you,
Or do you keep me from love?

I cannot decide
If in giving in to you
I turn away from love;
Or in giving love
I turn my face from you.

I stand here musing
And in my distraction
A sharp vision
Of you mirrored, chanting
To your own reflection:
FEAR FEAR FEAR

I raise my head
Look you in the eye
And cry "I cast you out!
Begone from my heart!
Be dead, be gone,
Be none!"

Fear, be you gone,
I choose;
And in my choosing,
I choose love.

Manuela Cardiga