Category: Writers Block
So oft the times when Journey is an uphill climb
With a rock strewn pathway littering the way
When friends forsake and family is not to be found
When all seems to be at a loss,
Well certainly life it seems to be no where bound
For each step taken, another ten is added to the treacherous trail
So steep, so rugged the trail that it leads
Straight for the nest on high of eagles perched precariously
When it’s just getting the ends to meet and barely meeting at that
When reaching beyond the scope of the present moments
Reaching out into the vastness
Where nothing is firm, nothing is concrete
Only moving on…by a faith unseen
It is in those precious moments that I’ve discovered
That Spirit breathes a kiss and sometimes two
Giving Soul so heavy burdened to be touched
To be lifted to a higher plane
As though by wings on angels taking flight
Then it is that deepest darkest shadows of
That Thunderous MidNight that loomed so high
Above the valley low where death of purpose ever was found lurking
Alreadied to pounce and proclaim itself the victor
Well, it is in a moments few transformed and what should appear but
Can it be… can it be…hardly do I dare breath
For I desire so that those the tendermost of moments
Those moments when as though kissed by Spirit,
Giving dark the clouds to transform
To suddenly be clad in garments of pink the fluffy
With rays of gold shimmering forth
To not give way
Those moments so precious I breathe them in deeply
Savoring each miraculous fiber of their reality in my life personal
Discovering that new strength that so desperately was needed
Has been granted as though from on heavenly high
Ahh yes the mountain tops remain
Remain ever so steep in fact…and yet deep within,
Within that soul so burdened and in despair
Now has gained the strength to not give in, to not surrender
Rather going on a step at a time, a moment at a time
The mountain tops at long last are really found to be within reach
Clouds now if you must no longer be found clad in fluffy pink
Rather once again in shrouds of darkest black
‘Tis more than fine for peacefulness I’ve found
When Spirit breathed a kiss and Soul was touched.
~*Thunderous MidNight*~
It's really nice. i like how it's writen. There is a deep message to this one.
I so appreciate your stopping by. ThankYou.smile
Yes, it's nice.