Unravelling in my becoming

Then there was England Then there was not Just a vast wide blue sea Cast before me Separating me from the destiny I chose But lost the way to And in that ocean I feared I would drown In that rip I was taken out On an Easter morning Swimming alone It was useless to fight and So I could only surrender to the tide Until it let me go And freed me to swim to shore What a powerful metaphor!

But the returning to dry land Was a death Where everything I hoped to build Was turned to ash And I could not find my way back Just like Parsifal Lost his way back To the grail castle The questions I asked were mistaken

Now many years hence I see how much the failure was not mine Just part of a larger destiny Forwards and back to the land of my ancestors Where I eventually crashed Head split open I then wandered in oblivion Like Parsifal Useless to blame anyone Were we not all just threads being woven in a larger tapestry Across ages A tapestry twisted through with angst and lost grief Threads of which disappeared with the weave Only to reappear in the pattern Later?

Last night I finally let it go When you talked of a world in which I became only satelite Observer to stronger wills Was it any wonder I drowned in that ocean of booze Its been a long road back To any semblance of stability Authenticity or reality And often my fabric tore Wide apart As I questioned why or even if I really lived Was I here by fate or free will? Trying to make sense of where it all ‘went wrong’ Only realising later it had to In order that I could find the way back home To my longing To my desire Freed finally from you The ocean I was born from Torn back to

Anger, longing for the wrong thing, hurt and frustration only took me so far and kept me tied up by invisible strings A mixed up piece of twine That had to unravel As I struggled to free the threads And make them available for use In a new work of art My becoming My growing Into the one I was meant to be After being freed from you

Only this I know I am a work in progress Lately sensing myself becoming free For a greater different destiny

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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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