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For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid

For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid

There is a country to cross you will
Find in the corner of your eye, in
The quick slip of your foot air far
Down, a snap that might have caught.
And maybe for you, for me, a high, passing
Voice that finds its way by being
Afraid. That country is there, for us,
Carried as it is crossed. What you fear
Will not go away: it will take you into
Yourself and bless you and keep you.
That’s the world, and we all live there.



Poem For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid - William Stafford