Richelle (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} maci0047) wrote,@ 2008-07-22 00:07:00 |
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A good poem for hard times
The Forest
A dark forest surrounds me
Closing in around me
Blocking out the light
Concealing my path
Calamaties have befallen me
A love abandoned me
Fear creeps into my heart
And I feel broken, angry and alone
Trust me, a Voice says,
You will be okay.
How can I trust you, I ask,
When everything is falling apart?
Just trust me, repeats the Voice
And a light permeates the darkness
Illuminating the path in front of me
Enough for one step
I take the first step
And another step of the path is lit
Step by step I follow the light
Compelled by its warmth
I climb a steep grade
The journey seems unending
Weary and winded I walk the lighted path
Keep trusting me, implores the Voice
The hill flattens out
And the light expands all around me
Mountains, trees and valleys come to view
As far as my eyes can see
The light continues to envelop me
And I'm aware of another presence
The body of the Voice hugs me
See, I told you everything would be okay.
©Richelle Maciej, 2008
A dark forest surrounds me
Closing in around me
Blocking out the light
Concealing my path
Calamaties have befallen me
A love abandoned me
Fear creeps into my heart
And I feel broken, angry and alone
Trust me, a Voice says,
You will be okay.
How can I trust you, I ask,
When everything is falling apart?
Just trust me, repeats the Voice
And a light permeates the darkness
Illuminating the path in front of me
Enough for one step
I take the first step
And another step of the path is lit
Step by step I follow the light
Compelled by its warmth
I climb a steep grade
The journey seems unending
Weary and winded I walk the lighted path
Keep trusting me, implores the Voice
The hill flattens out
And the light expands all around me
Mountains, trees and valleys come to view
As far as my eyes can see
The light continues to envelop me
And I'm aware of another presence
The body of the Voice hugs me
See, I told you everything would be okay.
©Richelle Maciej, 2008
