Can you see beyond the darkness. Is there enough strength to see beyond a world of fear.
Is there enough love to soothe the sharpness. Do you love or do you simply hold things near.
Is there a road beyond the obsessions. The addictions. The empty holes.
Is it safer to have no emotion. To live in misery. To have no soul.
Once I sensed a deeper calling. I felt a rock of stability and passionate power. A fiery yearning. Such joy in learning. Now the embers are burning on the cold, cold ground.
The emptiness is nauseous. All that can fill it is money and gold. Wealth is squandered. So shortly pondered. A good life is waiting, but swiftly thrown away. All is lost anticipating the next fix, the next toy, the next house. Cat and mouse.
Beauty is all around you. Yet, senses elude you. Touch will somehow screw you. Passion would unglue you.
Speaking of the past is forbidden. Here and now is what is given. Emotions dare not be driven. Desolation and destruction your only minion.
If a man is lost, a man can be found. If a man is free, he doesn’t need to be bound to empty hearts and empty souls. It is within his power to choose his way, day by day, and inch by inch. Till love is more than just a pinch.
To be awake and mindfully seek the inner life, the inner tweak. To savor sweetness over bleakness. To taste the love that is given to you. To talk, to laugh, to love. This is what the world is made of. Who is watching that has a care. Who forbids you pleasures and prayer. Who holds the keys to the chain and the snare.
Live a new life. If you dare.
© 2016, Rebecca Braun. All rights reserved.
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