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11-23-2006, 09:46 AM
First Day of The End
The first day of the ending,
The first day of real "good-bye".
How does it feel, this day of dawning
Following the long, long, endless night of pain?
Freedom--the first word that comes to mind.
Free at last from the raging storm of doubts and fears
Free at last from endless wringing of hands and tears.
Free from the bondage of my own will, my own wants,
That I thought--so wrongly--were needs.
A sense of light; a sense of awareness.
A feeling like life and nature coursing through my veins.
Healing. Gashes in my soul closing, mending.
Holes in my heart filling, sealing life in, forcing death out.
Shattered nerves, twisted feelings, severed strings of life,
All coming together, forming a renewed whole...a better me.
Possibilities. Discoveries. Promise. Adventures feared dead.
A world--no, a universe--full of things to feel, and learn,
and come to know.
People. Friends. Companions.
Fellow travelers who went before me down the path of pain.
Found again, waiting patiently for my return;
Arms outstretched to hold me, comfort me, heal me.
Love. Not the love that was sought, thought found, and lost.
Not the love that set the stage for all the heartache and agony.
Not the love that was never really there;
could not, then, be returned.
But love, pure and perfect. Warm and peaceful love.
God's love.
Life. Renewed, rejuvenated, resuscitated, reborn.
New eyes to see the world in a different way.
Simple things. Beautiful things. Missed things.
Welcomed back into this new life that's just barely begun.
Today. The First Day of The End.
written by ~ Jeff B
The first day of the ending,
The first day of real "good-bye".
How does it feel, this day of dawning
Following the long, long, endless night of pain?
Freedom--the first word that comes to mind.
Free at last from the raging storm of doubts and fears
Free at last from endless wringing of hands and tears.
Free from the bondage of my own will, my own wants,
That I thought--so wrongly--were needs.
A sense of light; a sense of awareness.
A feeling like life and nature coursing through my veins.
Healing. Gashes in my soul closing, mending.
Holes in my heart filling, sealing life in, forcing death out.
Shattered nerves, twisted feelings, severed strings of life,
All coming together, forming a renewed whole...a better me.
Possibilities. Discoveries. Promise. Adventures feared dead.
A world--no, a universe--full of things to feel, and learn,
and come to know.
People. Friends. Companions.
Fellow travelers who went before me down the path of pain.
Found again, waiting patiently for my return;
Arms outstretched to hold me, comfort me, heal me.
Love. Not the love that was sought, thought found, and lost.
Not the love that set the stage for all the heartache and agony.
Not the love that was never really there;
could not, then, be returned.
But love, pure and perfect. Warm and peaceful love.
God's love.
Life. Renewed, rejuvenated, resuscitated, reborn.
New eyes to see the world in a different way.
Simple things. Beautiful things. Missed things.
Welcomed back into this new life that's just barely begun.
Today. The First Day of The End.
written by ~ Jeff B