Peace vs fear

The ground was opening on her
fear bitched its tent in her heart and soul
for a long time she seeked an intercessor
a help to set her free; pull her up
from the darkest grave;
like a boxer in the ring; she couldnot surrender even to pain
one voice cried " give up"
another wisphered " you are victory"
as much as she tore herself loose
the voice would promise to hold her still,
when she held on to peace; the ground stood
one step it closed and another
for there was victory with peace
only when she raged did it open up again
at the end, the battle was not fear by choice !.