"On and on the rain will fall like tears from a star/On and on the rain will say how fragile we are..."
~Sting, 'Fragile'
These are thoughts concerning the current state of darkness in the world...
Invisible shields- the space around us which separates
The words that block light The masks we hide behind The fear that perpetuates lonliness and hate The cringe from touch that would heal us
We deny the emotion that would set us free hoarding our pain detaching from love or the possibility of love
What is it to live- merely inhaling the breath we've just exhaled poisoned in our own excretment?
Why do we cling to earth- our feet lead into the sunken ground while our spirits spin in the shadow that flees across pavement in search of its source the sun?
We reject what we see which reminds us of ourselves shrink in horror at the mirror strike at the glass which cracks into myriad peices reflecting back who we are... and turn away into a mirage
Though I rest in assurance that I don't fit the pen I do understand millions who do. I hold faith that humans will always change to be sure of their constant existance. I live my life for yesterday, today and tomorrow and will adjust my family's survival by being prepared for any unforseen changes that may alter the life as we know it. If all else fails I believe in God and in a far greater place than this if ever called there. Great thought provoking pen.
When we quit seeking who we truly are, then yes we fall into a darkness that only we can bring ourselves out of.
The world is truly in chaos, on more than one level, and if and when it's all said and done, there are none that reach for the change, we are doomed forever. I doubt however that all will be willing to just stop searching for the power to inspire the masses.
Chilling but a much needed write Linda.
When I look in the mirror it just cracks (explains my continious run of bad luck lol). There is much food for thought here Linda, we must start to look beyond our own insignificance to see what it is we have lost. Now's the time to reclaim it.
I think the thing we deny is that we are all lost and we need to reach out to each other to find ourselves. Lest the mirror that reflects our lives goes dark forever. Truth at it's best. Pierre.
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Regis
and so very true.......
Your words are a mirror or truth..........
even a wicked witch could see the truth.......
pax A
that would set us free
hoarding our pain
detaching from love
or the possibility of love
A sad but true indictment of our egocentric, terrified, hate-filled modern world today, Linda.
There is still hope...all is not yet lost...:)
Have faith in God !
Peter
The world is truly in chaos, on more than one level, and if and when it's all said and done, there are none that reach for the change, we are doomed forever. I doubt however that all will be willing to just stop searching for the power to inspire the masses.
Chilling but a much needed write Linda.
Lisa
Love Tinka
Paul;-)
Love,
Eileen
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
A powerful, thought provoking poem, very well penned.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Felix