This is how it is then to be lonely At the end of the day it settles in Where I thought I saw someone was only No one in the shadows of after-all And nothing in spite of what might have been Or if anyone my own reflection On shards of mirrors broken in the fall
Mortality my original sin And darkened mirrors in each direction Analogous to the elements of Earth water air and fire faith hope and love As well as time and space and life and death Seen dimly in the half-light from above And oxidizing slowly with each breath
This is how it is then to be lonely On shards of mirrors broken in the fall At the end of the day it settles in Where I thought I saw someone was only Mortality my original sin No one in the shadows of after-all And nothing in spite of what might have been
Lonliness is just a state of mind, love yourself and others will love you. Find something to do; someone to help; love your creator and he will show you how to love; it all starts with you. I live alone bu not lonely Marguerite
You expressed that well. But, take a look into that mirror again. If you can see Jesus standing beside you the lonelyness is vanquished.
God Bless,
Lew
Yes my brother. You express excruciatingly what it is to be lonely. "They" say beings like you and I choose this. I know I don't and I'm pretty sure you don't either. I don't know why it has to be so. Perhaps we chose the "wrong" ones for us some time ago and now, we seek. Love to you my brother,
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God Bless,
Lew
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