I wanted to share the next poem that reflects the continuing journey and growth of the client who wrote the Body Image poem. I want to sincerly thank her for having the courage and strength to share such intimate thoughts with me and allowing me to share them with you.
Everyone has the ability to let go of the crutches and fears that cripple us from achieving what our hearts desire. It just requries taking the first step and having a helping hand that will walk with you, pick you up when you stumble and be the voice of comfort, re-assurance and strength when the negative voices try to rise up.
Journey
Is it that you can't?
Or is it that you won't?
Walk this path with me...
The question is moot.
For I must carry on
Without you,
And leave you behind.
Today, I mourn your loss.
But I cannot stay here with you,
Stuck in the quicksand
Of everyday simplicity.
It bleeds my heart dry.
The depths of my soul
Hunger for a power of experience
Surface living can never provide...
My spirit calls.
Too, I dream of the day
When you cry to be freed.
And fear, I hesitate by your side
And be not on shore
To throw you a rope.
But pray!
Don't linger too long...
Lest I be too far up the hill
To hear your call.
Is it that you can't?
Or is it that you won't?
Walk this path with me...
The question is moot.
For I must carry on
Without you,
And leave you behind.
Today, I mourn your loss.
But I cannot stay here with you,
Stuck in the quicksand
Of everyday simplicity.
It bleeds my heart dry.
The depths of my soul
Hunger for a power of experience
Surface living can never provide...
My spirit calls.
Too, I dream of the day
When you cry to be freed.
And fear, I hesitate by your side
And be not on shore
To throw you a rope.
But pray!
Don't linger too long...
Lest I be too far up the hill
To hear your call.
Labels: The Journey




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