Post by MinisterTif on Mar 3, 2005 20:35:11 GMT -5
copyright 2005, Tiffany Carr-Edwards
Thoughts invade my mind
Considering the terrain of life
Rugged at times; Bumpy in its tenure
How its course has twisted and turned
In the journey
Broken dreams, hope disappointed
All litter the path
As debirs from travellers before
Cause my trek to be more than I think it should
More painful in the climb
More difficult in the manuever
More costly in its depletion
At times the worth of it all is reconsidered
Counted up and totalled once more
Assets and liabilities
Additions and subtractions
Of character and energy
Energy desperately needed to complete this soujourn
Calves and spent muscles ache
Each crying out...screaming in anguished whispers
"What's wrong with me?"
"Why won't anyone climb with me?"
"Where's my guide through this treacherous place?"
"Whose beaten footsteps will help me go?"
Yet only a silenced echo replies
Taunting me with the volume of its quietness
Tears have become my companion
Solitude my only friend
Angst is my bedfellow in the evening's shade
Brokeness my lover in the morning's breaking
Tormented thoughts of eternal orphanedness in this pilgrimage
Become my only direction as I reembark
In the distance I hear a chilling cry
Wolves--panting hungrily for the blood
Of a ewe lamb whose shepherd cannot see her
A ewe lamb left trembling
For though she wandered off...she has returned
Yet found no one to embrace her in the fold
Surrounded yet alone
Licking festering wounds of
Rejection
Fear
Doubt
Anger
Abuse
Rage
Hatred and
Betrayal
Causing the scent of her blood to hit the wind
Drawing the salivating mouth of the wolf
She dons herself in clothing that is familiar
Soft and warm..sending flickers of recognition to the lamb
She has been here before...
A maternal figure shrouded in the haziness of time
Dances just beyond her mind's grasp
This ewe lamb runs to the gaping mouth of her adversary
Yet the pain of teeth ripping the flesh from her back
Comforts her
For at least pain means she can feel again
As I continue my journey
I see this ewe lamb...bleeding on the side of the trail
Pity rises up with familiarity that sends pain to my heart
Causes my breath to come in labored gasps
I want to nurture this ewe lamb
Restore her to her former state
Before she wandered off...
Before her shepherd became blinded to her condition...
Before...before
Yet I pass her
Attempting to erase her from my mind's eye
I climb as
Thoughts invade my mind
Considering the terrain of life
Rugged at times; Bumpy in its tenure
How its course has twisted and turned
In the journey
Thoughts invade my mind
Considering the terrain of life
Rugged at times; Bumpy in its tenure
How its course has twisted and turned
In the journey
Broken dreams, hope disappointed
All litter the path
As debirs from travellers before
Cause my trek to be more than I think it should
More painful in the climb
More difficult in the manuever
More costly in its depletion
At times the worth of it all is reconsidered
Counted up and totalled once more
Assets and liabilities
Additions and subtractions
Of character and energy
Energy desperately needed to complete this soujourn
Calves and spent muscles ache
Each crying out...screaming in anguished whispers
"What's wrong with me?"
"Why won't anyone climb with me?"
"Where's my guide through this treacherous place?"
"Whose beaten footsteps will help me go?"
Yet only a silenced echo replies
Taunting me with the volume of its quietness
Tears have become my companion
Solitude my only friend
Angst is my bedfellow in the evening's shade
Brokeness my lover in the morning's breaking
Tormented thoughts of eternal orphanedness in this pilgrimage
Become my only direction as I reembark
In the distance I hear a chilling cry
Wolves--panting hungrily for the blood
Of a ewe lamb whose shepherd cannot see her
A ewe lamb left trembling
For though she wandered off...she has returned
Yet found no one to embrace her in the fold
Surrounded yet alone
Licking festering wounds of
Rejection
Fear
Doubt
Anger
Abuse
Rage
Hatred and
Betrayal
Causing the scent of her blood to hit the wind
Drawing the salivating mouth of the wolf
She dons herself in clothing that is familiar
Soft and warm..sending flickers of recognition to the lamb
She has been here before...
A maternal figure shrouded in the haziness of time
Dances just beyond her mind's grasp
This ewe lamb runs to the gaping mouth of her adversary
Yet the pain of teeth ripping the flesh from her back
Comforts her
For at least pain means she can feel again
As I continue my journey
I see this ewe lamb...bleeding on the side of the trail
Pity rises up with familiarity that sends pain to my heart
Causes my breath to come in labored gasps
I want to nurture this ewe lamb
Restore her to her former state
Before she wandered off...
Before her shepherd became blinded to her condition...
Before...before
Yet I pass her
Attempting to erase her from my mind's eye
I climb as
Thoughts invade my mind
Considering the terrain of life
Rugged at times; Bumpy in its tenure
How its course has twisted and turned
In the journey