How do purpose, love, fulfillment, and balance fit into *life*?
Can we rise above what has happened in the past and what is biological?
Through mistakes, lost opportunities, and lost loves…how do we cope?
Do we secretly wish for death to visit us soon?
Or do we pretend that all is well and continue to shove ourselves in the deep hole that is denial?
Whose pain is deepest?
Whose soul has cried out to the heavens in anguish?
Whose body has been ravaged by years of hurt, habit, and hate of self; hidden of all recognizable bodily form, left only as an obtuse figure, crying and vulnerable—full of despair?
Who can bear such burden?
Who can lighten the load?
Who can make us new again?
Who can save us of this misery?
God.
Written by: R. Luka 10/18/05
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2 comments:
Nicely written, that was.
I couldn't really elaborate on the ideas more without causing a ruckus though. :)
Good words though.
Thanks.
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