What Have I To Fear?

if death be but a step, a flower fallen with silent shouts... a kiss blown by wind but never lost, a friend who tends the grave. a hymn, a prayer, kind words spoken, a drink at a corner table. a book placed back on the shelf, a child's drawing done in crayon. a door closed, left unlocked, cattle left in the pasture all night. an empty bowel, a candle burned down, a sparrow sitting outside the window. a shovel of dirt, a broken glass, boots left in the corner. the dog's leg cocked, the fire burned down.... the still darkness waiting on dawn. the river overflowed, the cage door opened... then what have i to fear?