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I feel the arms of depression
reaching for my soul pulling me into its cave of darkness a narrow hopeless hole a cavern of worry and fear future if onlys and past should haves spiraling passages suffocate my soul weighing me down until I can't move anymore How do I still the sorrow? hush the pounding heart? motivate mind and body? steady the sinking soul? How quickly my world has changed joy and perspective vanished love and abundance withheld I recognize this place I used to call home where I numbed my pain in the deceptive refuge of inaction my eyes are useless here the light shut out by fear I need to find my way back home I need to be still and Know... I'll unravel this cave one stone at a time until it becomes a mountain of rocks and then I'll start my climb with love as my compass and presence my light I will walk this path of unpredictability fiercely further and further away from this illusory prison I'll find my true home again and again. Where the sky is my ceiling and compassion, my steady ground. I will know I have reached there when I feel the unfamiliar warmth of the arms of the universe holding me supporting me faithfully, in all its uncertainty. Where my soul is free and truth, my song. Where I trust the discomfort this is where I long to call home. Comments are closed.
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About Me:My Outer-Self: B.S. from USC in Industrial & Systems Engineering, owner of Amna Dance, Co-founder of Hatch Brighter and You Matter Too. |
