Poems from axmahara

How I fought my fears.
Fear is near, fear is here. What do I do? Never  go back there? No, wait! I fell from the horse, I cannot loss, I will be the boss!...
How I fought my fears.
Beauty
Beauty is within you,beauty is within me. Some will see it, some are blind. I know it, and I have mine! God created it, for you and for me...