. . .

aren’t you afraid to go to those places?*

must i fear to live?
no, you say,
and even add: of course not!

why, then, should i deprive myself
from experiencing a loving embrace
in countries that enchant me
by people so beautiful inside and out
who despite my lack of their tongue
encircle me
accept me
show their desire
to understand me
unconditionally

was i afraid to journey here?
of course not! no!
whatever for?
love is here for all

© hülya n. yılmaz, August 8, 2018

[*This poem draft is an actual account of my experience back in the States. A pure-hearted dear one had asked me this question when I told her/him about my travel plans for the summer this year. As soon as s/he heard my destinations -Jordan, Palestine, Morocco, Tunisia, Macedonia and Kosovo, the above-quoted question popped up. The rest is . . . history, repeating itself: The fear of the unknown. May you live only love-filled, i.e. fearless days!]

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  1. Excellent advise ‘May you live only love-filled, i.e. fearless days’ to top off the already good advice in your poem draft, your words, not mine, that looks pretty positive to me, dear Hülya!

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    • Dear Jean-Jacques, I have been traveling through places on earth which fill me up with positive thoughts and feelings. I am very fortunate. Thank you from the heart for your visit here and for your warm embrace of my words. Be well, dear friend. Be very well.

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