Risk, fear and the courageous fighter

to throw oneself into a fast flowing river,
hoping the body will figure out how to cope,
is not something a coward does,
not that bravery or stupidity, is worthy of respect,
but fear has little place in one's heart,
for all it does is stop the preparations
for the big one,
fear is like laziness in working out,
it doesn't let you flex your emotional muscles,
it doesn't let you explore the range of flexible possibilities,
fear holds you back, it gives you fake comfort
in a cocoon made of the same fabric
as the emperor's new cloth,
and one day, when the cold winds should blow
when the real test of one's grit appears
collapse, total and complete surrender,
you were kept safe, thanks to fear
but you are no longer fit to lead on
and now you must always cower
slow to learn, slow to fight back
unable to get on the front foot for attack,
so then putting yourself out of one's comfort zone
isn't poking needle's into skin needlessly,
it's workout for the mind and the heart
to be able to jump into the cold dark water
should the need arise,
to keep calm and cool
when things heat of and get out of control.

Fuck fear of the new, fuck fear of exploration,
discomfort and arising pain, they make muscles strong
fight along,
dear fighter!