as they readjust life’s circles and turn
thoughts inside out.
Wanting only to be at peace,
thinking serene thoughts,
hoping some of it will sink in permanently.
Losing faith as it slips out the door,
away from my mind, not letting it grasp
even a thread of it.
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Chains binding interior memories thrown down
Laboring tensely for freedom, acknowledgingprecious little of reality through the densedarkness of yesterday.Blinding visions from peering into acquiescentinfrastructures of wisdom and it’s focus.
Thinking back, relaxing in a revelry of imagination, dreaming of extraordinary feats of intense soliloquy, pretending to be interested in a quality of interior essences.
Lilting tones, managing to filter into scores of notes as they play unendingly in my mind.
Just outside the door of the entrance to Brophy Chapel,
It is too complicated – strained – slight.The only way to a fuller life is through God,but human nature makes it hard to stay in touch.Pressures of everyday life seem to get into the way,causing turmoil every step of our everlasting way.Totally unprepared to live day to day,I have prepared for death – I know…
Penetrating sadness trying to get the best of me, as I continue to stay afloat, doing the best I can.
Examining every feature, expression, and movement as they will eventually be written into volumes of future books.
Shimmering sunshine selecting certain leafs
passersby who take the time to look and enterinto their timely epiphany.