Hand, out stretched
seeking comfort
seeking aid.
A few words,
a gentle word;
while secretly
wishing I could
heal.
Not wanting to
wittness the pull
of illness closer
towards
death's door.
........To be quite honest with you, I wish that I could introduce to you a high degree of levity; or perhaps make you laugh. Some of the most memorable people that I have known have been those that live life with a smile. It's not that life has been a bed of roses for them. They have an inate ability to flow and I envy that. Things have always been too complex for me. I have seen too much suffering. I have often wondered about karma, the sins of the fathers, about inescapable fate. I am sure that there is a place, a place of enlightenment, homeostasis, a place of wisdom, compassison and balance.
My friend James spoke of the burning off of negative karma. How hot does the fire need to be?
I cannot breathe.
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Just wondering if my email made it through
Mark
Much to digest in your two most recent posts.
Life weighs on us heavily at times and we feel the load we carry is unbearable. Whatever part of the load you can let go of, do so. I know at times it's not possible to set certain things aside. They seem to dwell within us deeply and won't let go. Hold on to the part of yourself that you can see in whatever sunshine you can find.
May the peace you seek rise up within you like an overflowing sunrise bursting with life.
Blessings,
Don