deep within the prison of my hurt
I found strong
and indestructible core
of love for myself
even as all of the demons tried to
tear my life and soul apart
Those were sadly
just the doomed voices
of an uncaring non intelligent world
so it was I had to fall
and even feel for a very long time
the full brunt of your hate
What is it within the soul of man
that turns towards fear, evil and defences
and away from love
that begins to mount its hostile weaponry
around the wounded self?
I think it is lack of courage
I think it is lack of true strength
that masquerades as power
but there is no love in the will to power
as Carl Jung says
and as the Bible says
only perfect love
has the power to melt
and cast away
those powerful demons
of fear
Perfectly said, Deb! ❤ ❤ amazing poem!
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Aww God bless you sweetie..
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