Tag: faith

Knowing

On By MiCoIn faith, poetry12 Comments

Clarity obscured,

Hope turned to faith.

 

Illusions confirmed,

Truth in perceived reality shaken.

 

How can anything be real,

Now that I know.

 

The knowing cannot be deleted,

Like it or not.

 

The duality is gone.

This step forward prohibits two back.

 

I think it is a positive thing,

At least it is supposed to be.

 

But the old saying,

“Ignorance is bliss” sometimes sounds easier.

 

Not as in a way of reality or life,

But as an easier and simpler path.

 

Is the ignorant way really easier or simpler?

Or is that the illusion we are trying to overcome?

 

The illusion fosters a belief in a way that cannot continue to exist,

It is mindless and controlling.

 

The loss of illusion permits mindfulness

And an examination of emotions and thoughts.

 

Often times my mind and soul tire of the

Reasoning and examining and effort it takes to just be in this world.

 

But in the long run, and on a daily basis, I realize that

Mindfulness and deliberation are the only true way.

 

The only way that will take me

To the future and beyond.

 

A path of fulfillment and deliverance

From a world of falsehoods and delusion.

 

4/20/15

MC

Solitary Existence (written in 2012)

On By MiCoIn faith, love, poetry6 Comments

My singular solitary existence of

Days filled with unfulfilled hopes, lost dreams.

A resignation of sorts

No expectations = no heartbreaks.

I can’t take yet another chance

No more, it’s not worth it.

Or is it?

Maybe with faith some forgotten hopes can be remembered

Maybe I can still see his face,

Feel his breath upon my neck,

Run my fingers through his

Beautiful silver hair.

The fantasy continues,

Death cannot stop this love.

Death cannot dissolve the truth,

The love, the tenderness.

Death took him from me

I cannot loosen its grip.

Death’s stronghold clouds my vision of him,

Makes it harder and harder to picture his face.

Harder and harder to hear his voice,

Feel his touch.

Death is a selfish thing,

Keeping him all to itself.

Unwilling to share

To let me see and remember.

It tries to convince me that I have lost

That he belongs to it now, but that is just another of death’s lies.

He is safe now, safe on the other side

Behind the vale, the boundary between these two worlds.

Death was only the vehicle to take him across,

It holds no power over him.

He speaks to me of our love

In my dreams.

He causes the wind to blow my hair

Across my face as if to imitate his hand.

I feel his light and strength in the darkness and

See his smile in the sunshine.

Yes, death has cheated me, has taken a part of my soul

Away and left me in sadness.

But its power is only in my letting,

My allowing, my perspective.

I can and will change that and death

Will no longer be a barrier to he and I

And someday I will take his hand once more

And together we will walk through the field,

Smell the milkweed blooms again and rest

In the tall grasses of peace and beauty

And death will have lost its final battle

And we shall be free.

Waiting

On By MiCoIn faith, love, poetry7 Comments

A lifetime spent waiting.

Hurry up and wait.

Wait for what?

For everything.

wait to eat, wait to love

wait to be loved.

Wait to have enough,

Wait to give enough.

I live to love, to be.

Waiting takes time, precious time.

Time better spent living and loving,

eating and being.

wait  no more, give it now,

love now, live now.

Come, take my hand, my love,

Let me show you how.

4-10-15

MC

Faith

On By MiCoIn faith, poetry2 Comments

It is food for my soul,

Inspiration for my work.

It fills me with the love of life,

And shows me the joy of sharing.

It is a gift to hold but

Never to keep, as it is meant to be shared.

It shapes my poems

And my dreams.

It turns my world

And dries my tears.

It helps me to trust

And teaches me to be trustworthy.

It shows me the light in the dark

And convinces me to have hope for the future.

It holds my heart

When no one else will.

It shares my pain

And cries with me in the night.

And when this life is over,

It will show me the way home