The Pain

The Pain 1


I am silenced

I am struggling

I am fixed

I am resisting

I am defeated

I am humiliated

I am shame

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The pain splits my soul asunder,

Forever more scarred.

Is this the real face of spirit?

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I am alone

I am rejected

I am without love

I am without home

I am no one

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The pain splits my soul asunder,

Forever more scarred.

Is this the real face of spirit?

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I am different

I am hidden

I am unwanted

I am cursed

I am cast out

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The pain splits my soul asunder,

Forever more scarred.

Is this the real face of spirit?

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I am failure

I am worthless

I am frustration

I am anger

I am stupid

I am careless

I am lazy

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The pain splits my soul asunder,

Forever more scarred.

Is this the real face of spirit?

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The healing balm on my soul,

Bringing together those absent parts.

The balm of love surrounding me,

The deep connection within.

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The wounds become scars forever part of me.

The pain of the world starting to heal.

The anguish of the soul relieved.

Love pouring in.

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The loving face of spirit in the healing,

The release of fear whilst walking in the woods,

The revelation of the true self,

All bring strength to my soul

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Under all the love remains the question

Why?

Why the pain?

Why the misery?

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Silence.

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My head reels with answers,

Answers of the philosopher.

I seek an inner truth.

I am the pain.

The pain is me.

I am more than pain.

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I still seek to find a fuller answer.

One that allows me to fully accept the pain,

To be fully whole,

To be fully at one with spirit.

The final healing with the return to dust.

 

 

 


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