Stillness
Quiet now, listen to
The Stillness
Be at one, all within
With the dark and brooding
Silence of the night
My soul, turning, spinning, twisting
Weeping with the wind
Cold and bitter, now
Depress and suppress the feelings of
Pain, if that is what it is or more than that
I am not sure,How “It” began
But I live it now, my life it is
And I want to be free
Come to me now
And show me there is life in this time I gasp for breath
Show me there is hope
Show me
Love
Hi again Joseph,
ReplyDeleteI just read your poem "Stillness."
I especially was moved by your lines
"My soul, turning, spinning, twisting
Weeping with the wind"
And I liked the internal consonance of "one all within".