Showing posts with label confused. Show all posts
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Monday, December 14, 2015

Day Five - Look Within

So, the fifth day...

Look Within

You may be confined, constrained, confused,
Shut in...
Even though you can walk where you will.
But  do not look to be freed 
As if some other can unlock 
The chains...
Instead, without fear search within, 
Deep inside, until you reach,
The core....
And there discover unknown worlds
That are your
Liberty....






Day 5: 5th day, 5th poem.
Easter Day








Out of the Darkness

We get up early, before the sun,
Bold, loving - striking out to where
We'd watched Joseph and Nicodemus.
Gather spices, fresh clothes,
Ointments to anoint His body
We walk together.
 Tears - a balm for the union of our sorrow.
Wailing we comfort each other with stories,
Personal, painful.
We ponder - who will roll the stone away?
And then,
The sun rises
Reaching the place, we stop.
Looking , without understanding ,
who has done this thing?
The tomb - empty.
Confused we stand.
Do not fear , they say.
Out of darkness - the Light ...He is Risen...
And joy ,  hope returns.
He is alive...
He is alive...
He is alive...








Tuesday, March 10, 2015

A poem ...Getting Through


Getting Through

You pick your way through dim shadows,
tangled vessels
Stumble over piles of debris- black bags-
Each new layer crushing, compounding,
throbbing temple
Hiding sadness in cold, confused chaos
don’t think...
Step between battered suitcases
Hinting of pain, past places- grey
 forget...
With lonely lethargy you upturn photos,
 lost in dust
Try to give some sense, some connection-
dismiss...
brown,  muddy,  fuzz.
What?  How?  Why?
air heavy, hot, oppressive
 think...
 hands shake, you pull back the curtain, fold by fold
 remember...
 light with rainbow rays fills the room
Reveals treasure - long forgotten,
 you push the window
Open.
You,  are still –
accept...
A robin sings – you see him, red breasted, puffed,
Sitting on a branch .
You drink green dawn, deep into purple lungs
A breeze - soft, silent -sweeps away cobwebs.
You’re here...
Lifting your head skywards
You watch a plane unzip the blue.