Saturday, September 13, 2014
Trespassing Darkness
Oh, the thoughts I do not write out loud
The thoughts concealed from others
yet not wholly hidden
The ones weighed heavy
discontent
threatening breath and life
How I'd love to will them away
but no
It doesn't happen that way
I wish it did
It's a lazy desperation
while mired in imaginings
standing as shadow over this heart
Darkness and shadow...
Yes, sometimes I venture there
staying far too long
Roots fingering down
demanding vindication
lengthening oppression
These are not friendly roots
The shadow unsafe
I know this well
For truth stands vigilant
when mind cries vigilante
Truth stands still
and stills my heart
Stills roots that seek
to bind in stealth
...make bitter
How despised, this place I choose to go
These thoughts that trespass holiness
For in them I trespass darkness...
another's kingdom
I have no haven here
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I am impressed my friend. I did not know you did poetry also. But now that I think about it, your artistic-ness and deep thinking-ness would of course yield that. I really love this.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your encouragement, Cheryl. It's scary being this transparent and your words are a sweet hug of reassurance.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully transparent, Bernadette.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Beth. The struggle is real.
ReplyDeleteI've felt this struggle! Thanks for putting it into words so I can think about it more deeply and choose to let light thrive!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Natalie. Writing it out helped me remember truth and light. I'm blessed that it resonated with you. As hard as this was to share, I had a feeling others would understand. Hugs as you ponder.
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