sitting, staring
the world goes by.
people are walking,
people are talking,
and i sit in silence. alone.
there is noise about me
but inside me
it is far noisier,
scattered thoughts with no voice,
suppressed emotions crying out to be
expressed,
angry retorts, the truth told,
sorrows shared,
they only exist in my head.
peace. i am not brooding on the ills
that afflict me.
but before i gather
strength to continue this journey
i catch my breath,
look full face at my thoughts
unsparingly, with courage
though they sometimes glare, accusing me,
embracing the wholeness
of who i am,
what i think,
what i feel,
my very being, beyond mere tolerant acceptance.
and when i have strength again
nourished by faith, by hope,
by an honesty that will deal with no cushioning
delusions, or illusions that provide
but a temporary and weak respite,
i walk the path with renewed vigour
and a prayer of thanks in my heart.
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