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Tell Me?

Tell me

That my heart isn’t breaking

That it should not be

In patchwork pieces

Strewn all about

With me like Gilgamesh

In a corner bleeding

Knowing not how the whole damn puzzle can be re-assembled

Or even if It is meant to be?

Tell me that there is surely something wrong with me

For feeling this great sorrow

And the anguish of witnessing all that unfolded

When the scared and wounded

Used power to engage in a feeble attempt to

Block the uprising of evolution

Come in the form of an explosion

To blow us all apart

Tell me that this kind of anguish and confusion

Can be contained within the narrrow perimeters

With which you try to constrain

Experience

While being paid to observe the suffering

From way on high

Behind an opaque screen of detachment

Tell me

We must honour the frame

Whatever the fuck that means

When love = transformation is actually an energy

That knows nothing of boundaries

And cannot ever be contained in this barren wasteland of reason

Which knows nothing of the season or

Deep landscapes of soul

Tell me that

You will see me next week

In the same time

At the same space

As we struggle to fit

What ever fraction of the mystery into your schedule

And I will tell you

Fuck Off

This illusion is over

And done with

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Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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  1. Tough therapy session? You know what I love about us poets and artists? We feel everything. Hugs for your grief pain anger heartbreak as it scatters into a billion pieces across the cosmos.

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    1. Oh E, bless you so much for that. My therapist won let me call outside sessions and on the weekend I was in such a tough space and really really needed her, and I am very angry about it. That is where this comes from. Some therapists do this but I was told by a very good therapist years ago its not good for people with high level abandonment to have a therapist like this. I am working through it, so your comment means the world to me. Thank you, sweetheart ❤

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