Lesson (part three)

final part of the poems, deals with what we face when trying to learn something. plz R&R

The thing I teach
You already know
Just need the push in
To believe what is shown.

Fear is what withholds
Beckoning to every corner
Pulling tight, threads trapping
Sealed inside become this mourner.

Listless without a torch
Spotlight to hold the breach
Spill into the void
Nothing is outside your reach.

Fog is thickened
The vision inside is hazed
Fighting sightless, senseless
Your struggle is a maze.

Intention is to guide
So you walk on your own
Trust a heart, a feeling, a soul
Redemption on bricks of stone.

Dan C.