"Saturn’s rings are spinning faster than the stunning light.

My face feels the wind and I no longer tremble in the night.

Hearts are supposed to race, but mine stays in place.

I was not born with a heart of fear."

This is an exerpt from a poem I wrote about a month ago. I called it 'Fearless Heart'. When starting this, I was in a state of mind where everything was coming at me, making no sense. I was not in a place where I was feeling what I was writing. But reading this now, I realize that I was describing what I want and need to know.

 You were not born with a heart of fear.