These cobwebs of disappointment, of fear,
are real,
sticky to the touch, difficult to shake off.
Clearing the webs brings a creepy vibe,
chills of the unknown crawl their way up the spine.
Only for the webs to return,
time after time.

Why do you,
Fear,
make such intricate designs weaved with seduction,
temptation to fall victim to your traps?
Why do you entrance your prey
with pretty, iridescent shimmers from your silken threads,
promising a source of light into the dark, scary caverns
of the unknown?
Why do you capture innocent creatures
such as opulent, auspicious beliefs,
beliefs in happiness, success, love, warmth?

Suppose you have to feed too,
but you tend to trap too much—
hoarding your meals, meals left uneaten.

Your webs are out of control
strung in every corner of the mind,
even in the ventricles of the heart.
These threads obscure hope, trust, faith
from crystal clear vision, authentic gratitude.

There are so many cobwebs
entangled with deception, illusion, delusions.
And I let you have full reign of this domain,
to cast your webs far and wide
across the peaks of consciousness
and even impress upon,
the fertile valleys of the subconscious.

It’s time to clean it up,
rein in your alluring, labyrinth of traps.
You have plenty of food.
You have plenty to eat.
— Stacy L. Pintor ©

Fear is here. Rightfully so, there’s a lot of change and disruption in the mix, a natural and consequential emotion to our collective and individual experience. However, as the poem reflects fear can consume and manipulate, if not checked. As irritating as this word may sound to some, balance from within is truly the key, especially now.

Visit my soul alchemy blog where I share psychoenergetic practices to aid in this balance, manage stress, promote self-regulation, and improve mental and emotional health. You can hear me read this poem by visiting my YouTube channel. This poem is included in Alchemy of the Soul. 

Stacy 🦄💚✨

Photo: cover of a poetry card I created years ago.