Transcendental Sonnet #1316:
Here in Between Heaven and Hell
I had a love then I had none
One day she was then she was gone
I loved I lost now what do I
Do as my life passes me by?
Life is my gift and must go on
Yet is not mine to take nor give
It is commanded that I live
Until the course of days is run
Which has been given unto me
To span my mortal destiny
To do the very best I can
By doing good by doing well
To be an honest useful man
Here in between heaven and hell
+Steven Curtis Lance
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This is a twilight world where the ebb and flow of real life leaves you unaffected and you operate on the strings of a puppeteer you cannot see. It is a place of helplessness and sometimes despair. I hear your lonely cry dear friend and I want you to know that you are not alone. There are people out there (I am one) who know what you are going through and care for you.
Oh and the poem is lovely in spite of the pain I read in the words. There is a glimmer of hope to be seen.
Take care
Chanti
(Life is my gift and must go on
Yet is not mine to take nor give
It is commanded that I live
Until the course of days is run
Which has been given unto me)
Thanks for sharing this magnificent write.