sometimes fear tries to crawl up the side of a house.
it gets caught in the gutter.
it twitches. nowhere to go. it tries. it fails. makes noise. can't go up or down.
no use going down the rabbit hole.
no use climbing a gutter.
alice in wonderland already lived down under.
the queen already went 'off with her head.'
now she's in her heart. she integrated the non-sense place
so that it makes sense.
someone pulls the rabbit from the gutter.
that same someone laughs, crawls on all fours and eats dirt.
fear is a weed.
love is a sprout.
seasoned hands pull out the weeds.
the calm innocence of rain helps the essential sprouts to grow.
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