323

My fear of you being afraid has started to subside.
At first I thought your mind had come along for the ride.
Little did I know this fire was only a blaze,
Inside a realm vast and murky for I alone to gaze.

After on the wire converse,
yet before your screams pierced the void,
I saw much wisdom in two beings small,
the room's aura nearly destroyed.

Pupils so humble and scared,
my turn to enlighten drew near.
Without a word knowledge shared,
in my heart she grew dear.

My experience from dreaded days,
transferred by will's decay.
Maturing soul, blessed phrase,
my job done to evil's dismay,

Time to seek help, search the hall,
numbers just below 323.
Emblem above doors, twice a knock,
"yes guys, it was me."

Get ready now, hold on tight,
expect fear and much confusion,
So nervous now, yet all is right,
I knew this was no delusion.

I know the question, of course,
the answer only may I speak,
I hope she matured, by force,
why else would I she seek?