I ran from him in fear.
But then my flight changed course;
and I decided to draw him near.
For when I turned to face him,
with his awful grin in a jeer,
I expected red eyes gazing,
blazing at me with a leer.
I was prepared to battle with foe,
to end it all right here.
Oh, what a shock my eyes beheld,
looking into a mirror!
By looking into myself,
I watched that Phantom disappear.
When I discovered Truth in me,
I found nothing left to fear!
written by:
Kathy Morris
4/7/01
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