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Knowing silhouettes are gathering in the background, mingling with past images, taking cover when memories rear their heads.
Stilted conversation, never knowing what to say, yet, in writing, never at a loss for words, expressions and diction.Longings filling every paragraph and somehow spreading truth throughout the poetical world.
Deeply somber, hidden away beneath a blanket of darkened sadness, unable to face the world and what’s in it today.
There’s no one to turn to – it’s a totally solo journey into the emptiness, caused by other’s attitudes towards me.Upset, holding tears back, trying not to let their saltiness fall into the raw hurt of abandonment.Stepping steadily away from life, seeking a private space for myself alone, not wanting to be close or talk…
Wondering about the authenticity of life,
Testing every avenue – every little path –searching for the one clue out of many,which will prove to hold true.Standing through eternity,life begins anew each day and no oneknows yet, how it’s done.
Signs standing around in vacant lots after dark,
Do we, too, become like signs in the night – helping noone – having no purpose in life?Afraid to let anyone know us during the light of day?Standing around vacant lots where there are no people tomake demands on us, do we too, fail to leave our mark –our message – in life?
Reaching forward, grasping the light shining before me, guiding me into byways of intellectual imagination, caressing my mind with intensive beauty.
Lessening pain of sorrow as I dive into an ocean of solace, taking me by the heart and calming my soul.Taking all of my hurt into outer sections of heaven to give me respite from it for a while.
Wonder and curiosity fill my mind
keeping me alert and awake, tryingon new levels of associationthrough prose.Deducting pieces of educationthrough osmosis and placingattenuation into circlets offocusing imaging.