A timid chance beckons
A path yet unclear
As we hold our hearts close
Feel our fear
Dipping our toes into
Ishtar’s forbidden pool
Diving into its abyss
where our dreams duel
Coarse scars left behind
Ghostly memories of tears
Venture to small chary steps
After so many years
Felicitous serendipity of fate
Latently karmic and pure
Could this perchance lead us
To a sterling peace, a cure
Fantastic images tingle
As voracious passion devours
Our quivering bodies know
As our minds gently flower
Another chance embraces
A path yet unclear
As we hold our hearts forward
Face our Fear
©Shawn Shearer
Possibilities won an 2008 Editor’s Choice Award from ILP