jaded fear

October 9th, 2025

pearlescent stars in shades of rainbow hue

we take it for granted,

the things we're too scared to do.

why is there so much color in the things that we fear?

the saddle is scratched

from hours of her sitting in the saddle,

yet her & her horse were unmoving.

standing still.

always brave enough to get on

one foot in the stirrup,

hike herself up,

another foot in the stirrup.

- but never brave enough to take a step forward.

it's never enough.

the pasture is engulfed with wildflowers

in slow-wilting waves of blue;

it looks so inviting,

but is there danger underneath the surface?

you never know until you wade in.

but nevertheless,

her horse waits for her.

steadfast and kind

he knows the fearful feeling,

but knows he's never alone

awaiting her guiding hand.

he waits the waiting with her,

for her.

anything for her.

one day they'll walk out into the wild,

stepping into the other side of fear,

and see just how beautiful the petaled sea of pastel stars really is

through the blur of their eyes

as they ride through the dawn at the speed of hard-fought freedom.

-

there is a prismatic reflection of God's grace written throughout the sky;

she'd never seen anything more beautiful.