Truth hides behind a cloak of
sorrow living with internal fears;
pain alters the face of reality,
living a lie in the presence of
those who care, of those who
are near.
Fear kills hope for the future
when life remains buried in the
past; the desire for love will never
be realize, if one believes that it
will never last.
We clutter our mind with the mesh
trappings of yesteryear; every step
taken forward is difficult, as the loads
we carry at times are too much to
bear.
Tenderness eludes the outstretched arms
of need; compassion lies dormant, life
stifles the hungry soul that one cannot
feed.
Divine assistance is always at hand, yet
for many the eyes cannot see; blindness
to faith stops life from accomplishing all
that it will ever need.
Spirituality does not mean that one must
bind themselves to a devoted foundation;
belief does not mean that our hungry souls
be bound to one worldly location.
Emotional healing takes time and it will not
be easy to journey toward the place where
we belong; one travels many roads into
tomorrow, but one never travels it alone.
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I was a bit surprised by the last line 🙂
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Sohumm here is the last line that you said your were a “bit” surprised by “Emotional healing takes time and it will not be easy to journey toward the place where we belong; one travels many roads into tomorrow, but one never travels it alone. This poem was from my life; maybe simple say to you, that my journey here has not been easy and I am trying to heal from a terrible loss; I belong with my children in “My Heaven”; and “My God” travels with me on my journey as I strive to get there.
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Very true!…I guessed it must be something along those lines when I read that line for 3rd or 4th consecutive time….now that you have explained, I just remembered an incident with my friend. we were just having some spiritual talk when one of my friends suggested a game ( a kind of psychological trick) where you were to imagine going through a dark dangerous jungle and describe what you feel…..everyone including me described our journey alone but there was one person who said that she felt safe because she was walking there, holding the hand of her Guru….
As I was dwelling about your lines I imagined you must be thinking about your journey with someone close…in your case God!
Thanks again for replying…and all the best 🙂
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[smiles]
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