Be with me Angel,
in this grief that floods my heart, that threatens to
over-whelm me.
This ocean of stormy sorrow that has swamped
my tiny craft, and threatens to wash me into depths
I dare not think about, let alone experience.
This sea of present sorrow seems to be fed as well,
by rivers of old grief, old deaths and sorrows never
fully mourned.
Poor un-acknowledged ghosts of losses past,
still haunt me.
Sometimes my life seems made of loss, and this
is one such time.
Angel, please hold me, so that I am not drowned,
dissolved, annihilated by these feelings.
Every day the same day, every day.
The to-ing and the fro-ing, the leaving
and comming home.
Rising, working, eating, sleeping.
nothing changes, terrible dailiness,
day after dreary day.
I loose touch with the very truth of me.
I loose myself in busy-ness and work,
and then like someone waking up in a strange place,
I look around and say "Where am I, how did I get here?"
Angel, can you help me? can you find me my way home?
Please help me find the first step to come to peace,
to come to softness, perhaps one day, to joy?
Somewhere deep inside I know there must be another
way, so now I ask you to help me find it please,
for I have had enough of suffering, grief and pain.
I can no longer live like this.
This is just way to much, this can't be borne, this is too
terrible, and I am crushed beneath its weight.
why is it like this?, why do we live and love and loose
everything we hold so dear? why is it all taken away?
Who set it up like this? Where is the love in this?
There is no love in me now, just barrenness and grief,
and pain and rage that it should be like this.
Oh Angel, cry with me, this is the only prayer
I can imagine, to cry in the horror of this desolate place,
dead seas and a grim moon.
This hard-cased mind only knows one way.
Please Angel, show me another, crack this monkey-nut
open.
Show me the seed inside that can grow into trees and flowers
along the playful, dancing, singing path, where anything
can happen.
Angel, make it happen, make me happen!
For I am so little and this sorrow is enormous.
Please Angel,
just hold me in your mighty wings,
and be with me!
© 2008 Angel's Whispers (All rights reserved)
Thanking you in advance for reading my words and for any comments left. Your time and review is greatly valued. I appreciate your thoughts dearly and I hope you enjoyed the read.
Take care and many blessings to you.
Your friend in poetry.
~Angel~
Gold trophy winner
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