Posts tagged pain

Day 4 – A Letter in Poem form



Questions fuel our lives

forever forward and leads

each of us to find

our own personal answers.

How are you? How goes

the day? Innocent questions

to be sure, but the

generic answers we give

(fine, well, good, super

or fantastic) erodes and

corrodes our souls if

not lived in earnest.

These lies slake our truth

and contaminates our soul.


I was once happy,

Yes, I have know that gift, known

it well, but that was

many years ago, and I

hope to again. Though life has

given me much, it

has taken more in return.

And I grow tired.

Tired of wearing this mask,

this visage of joy

to appease others and to

safeguard their feelings.


Questions plague the mind

leaving the soul to grapple

in the dark night for

an authentic answer. Why

are you here? What is

your purpose. Is life worth the

effort that living

will demand of you?  Only

you can answer these

questions, only you

can know your whole truth.

Feel it’s true import.

The more I see, the more I

live; I come to grasp

an unsettling truth: Life,

such as it is, is

an absurd pastime

that will slowly steal

all your fortitude and strength

until you are a

mere husk of the dreams

you once dared to dream.

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Gathering Stars

Life’s Vista


It is true that the

stars – visible and

innumerable – all

gather to celebrate

the birth of your love,

to be touched by the

gods and given the

beauty which that touch

has brought leaves the

rest of us unable to speak.

That fated moment where

grace became manifested

in the hearts of mankind

bring a terrifying beauty

to this world and a manifold

purpose to  life’s delicate

balance. We are all seekers,

in a way, looking towards

others for our sacred truth,

and looking back through

life – personal and global – we

see through the pains and

tragedies of life and come

to view the vista of life

lives in the truth of beauty’s

divine bounty: your heart.


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The Life You Wanted

To A Mother


I have been grieved and

it grieves me to have to make

this apology;

to apologize for who

I am, how I live,

for what I do and what I

have become. I am sorry.


It hurts to ask this,

to request forgiveness for

choosing this life of

mine, for living the life I

want, for not living

the life you have wished of me;

for not being who you wanted.


I have failed in things

as I have accomplished things,

forging my own path

and learning with every step

the person I hope

to become, but I’m sorry

that you don’t understand him.


It grieves me that you

don’t understand, nor with to

know who I now am –

you see me, but you don’t see.

You see the choices

I didn’t make and so think

I’m less for it. I am sorry.

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Children’s Fears – Adult’s Love

The Haunted House


For every child there

is a house, and all children

know which it is, that

speaks of loneliness,

of fear, mystery,

hate, and anguish live, there

there is a house where

few are seen to live and less

dare to pass by or enter.


There is a house in

every childhood where fear

resides, which dares are

challenged to others, to go –

to spend a night in –

a means to conquer one’s fear,

if not fear itself,

and if one is brave enough

knowledge and courage is gained.


To wander through this

darkness and encompassing

fear, running into

unseen objects and having

the mind make stories

of fear, of pain, of suffering

and then emerging

the next morning with courage

and compassion in your heart.


For every child

there is a house that brings forth

a serene strength that

can only be gained through the

darkest night where the

heart finds it’s courage and it’s

acceptance through love

for when fear of the unknown

fails only love will prevail.


Within every heart

there is such a house that one

must go through, that act

of entering and the quick

revelations soon

to follow will bare the seeds

of our growth; and to

finally emerge with love

and a gentle strength through life.

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A Golem

My Mistake


I was wrong

as well as

right with

you- you are

a goddess –

just not the

one I thought

you were; now

I know, you

are a siren

that only brings

death to the

souls of men you

love and love

you in return –

though I came

on my own free

will – you still

consumed my

heart and burned

my soul until

nothing was left

of me but a ghost

of the man I once

was – a golem – half

living yet completely

dead and now I

know your truth.

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To Arrive

Breathe In Love


I have arrived,

coming home to

my intricate self,

having born those

ugly pains through

the seven layers of

my implacable hell, I

found my breath still

flowing and my heart

still beating. Yes I have

arrived home to my

heart to find in the end

that the true vision of

things seen is simply

a melding of the many

worlds birthed by

a sacred love.


I have arrived,

traipsing through

the celestial garden’s

of a lover’s heart. I

have come home to

my heart after an

eternity of darkness;

for any moment of

doubt, and moment of

dispute in the heart

bares the weight of

eternity, and each

night I shall sing in

glorious colors to honor

love’s sacred sight.

Yes, I have arrived to

find beauty in this

and all worlds near

and far, to breath in

life’s blessings in love.


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Cup Of Hearts



I take this cup –

the cup of your heart –

and drink that sacredness.

Tasting the purity of

grace and the beauty

of wholeness; I drink

from the river of silence.

I drink those blessings held

in the cup of your heart –

I take this cup –

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Difficult Times

To The Hard Times


There are hard days as

well as soft, easy ones

transplanted by difficult

times. The ebb and flow

of life continue. Today is

no exception, bearing the

weight of a thousand lonely

souls and a thousand more

broken hearts. Today is one

of those days, where I have

been placed in a new realm

where each moment lingers

on towards eternity, breathing

in the cold, stale air of this

timeless vacuum of complacency

where all lasting joy has been

drained from this still beating heart.

There are good days along side

the bad ones, and this day is

no different in it’s making, just

the choice is imminent, to resist

movement, to hide yourself away,

or to find the courageous breath and

rise above the cooling morning and

seek out those sunnier skies where

happiness lifts the soul towards love.

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Tear Drop

I Would Rather


I would rather

be a teardrop in

the ocean than the

ocean in your

teardrop, left to

slight down your

gentle cheek and

then wiped away

and cast aside, left to

dry out and die. No, far

better to be smaller, to be

just a gentle teardrop

left to fall into the

ocean and merge with

the greater god, where I

become whole.

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Love’s Destiny


Events comes as they should

bringing change as the could

so become like water and let it flow

this life and all that would.


Living this life in love’s flow

gives this world your heart’s true show.

Hold nothing back, masking nothing

always dancing with love’s sacred glow.


Become like water, flow over something,

everything that impedes love’s nothing

breathing through pain with love

manifests life’s destiny in something.


So dance with the falling debris above

ever tempting us to halt or to shove

leaving off our growth to come that should

continuing forth to the source with love.


That in this life and all that would

bringing change in all it could

bares a life built of our love

in events that come as they should.


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