On brilliant wings,
I sense your soul approaching,
as shards of glass
it rips through hidden veil,
renders all around
to shattered darkness,
blinding all, though
inner eyes prevail.
On brilliant wings,
I sense your soul approaching,
as shards of glass
it rips through hidden veil,
renders all around
to shattered darkness,
blinding all, though
inner eyes prevail.
Extractions hurt. We know it.
Even lignocaine
Cannot completely obviate
The sense of searing pain.
Communication’s difficult.
We know this truth as well.
No anaesthetic, analgesic
To help your truth to tell.
For some, it’s just too painful
A hardship to reveal
What they think or may believe,
Even what they feel.
Some struggle with this facet
Of a person’s character.
Like guessing at a game,
Charades for him or her.
There’s always some new method
Of extracting what is worth
Being said or spoken of.
Sometimes silence is a curse.
What is thought is guessed at
But that’s another game,
Communication’s worth its weight
While hidden feels like shame.
Do you understand
My sensual wanting
Do you see and view
My need
Does captivity
Of feeling
Assuage
An endless
Aching need
Does nurture play a part
In who
Created thus I am
Or is nature
More
Determined to
Lay claim
To This
Alarm
It causes
To so many
Who can
Or cannot
Understand
Senses
All enveloped
Explored
To be
All that
I am
Are you important?
Well, are you?
Can you control a ball like Beckham?
Can you sing like Annie Lennox?
Can you act like Jack Nicholson?
Do you look like Hugh Jackman? 🙂
Well?
Do you?
Are you, at all, important?
Well, fuck me, excuse my French!!
You’re here.
You’re alive.
You breathe.
You feel.
You think.
You give.
You take
And so, give others
The opportunity to give.
You are a child
Deserving of cuddles
And love
And you are
Worth
Treasures
Not held
In banks,
Or bonds,
Or offshore,
Or wherever.
I see you.
I know you.
I hear you.
I believe
You are here
For a reason
As am I.
Are you important?
God damn right you are!!!
Go you!
Decided to dance a little deeper in life, and wow can spirit dance!
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