What I Fear

I fear

to lose your voice

the lilting musical notes

flowing in honey waves.

I fear

losing  my memory

of love's long silent years

without your participation

but which sustained me and

my meditating love all these years.

I fear

losing your shapely shadow

your well turned beauty

which goads me to work hard.

I fear

to do something which may

cause you sulk and dismay

or make you turn your face away.

I fear

to annoy you asking too much

of favours, graces and gifts

of ghost embrace in the void.

If I  fear you

I know I love you

I do not whisper

if it is not for you

nor do I write or laugh

if not for you.

Sabita Sahu