Find a way

Even though there is an emptiness around me now

I still hear the faintest echo of love

That wants to sing its note

Despite all of the heartbreak of past days

There are still moments of peace

Which puncture the deep despair

I have felt recently

So deeply inside my heart

Now that his words of love have gone

And I remember the other songs

That graced this time of hoping he would come

To share our flight to heaven

There is a solid base of something real

And even though it seems there is no longer

This other soul to rely upon

Somehow someway

I must find a way to carry on

Living in hope that one day

The rawness of this pain

Will pass

And in time

My soul will find its wings

To rise above again

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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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6 thoughts on “Find a way”

  1. As you know, the rawness will pass, and time shall heal…… many ((hugs)) , for this tough journey white you are finding your through the smoke of the smouldering ashes of the old camp fire…. more ((Hugs))…. This poem is a good beginning for you….xxx

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