Soaring Heart

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The agony of depression

Beware the cold icy tentacles of reality
they slither in insidiously,
Freezing all in their path.
the first represents Worry,
Which ever so slowly erodes
the things held most precious!

Fantasy is replaced,
with the brutal facts of truth.
The simplest pleasure, is rendered impotent,
As the tentacles stretch and slink into the very soul.
dreams are thwarted at every turn.

as the tentacles weave and emit their poisons,
and what eludes the first, is imprisoned by the second,
Self Doubt, which watches with glee, as it cripples passion...
One by one, these demons enter,
freezing out all in their path.

The third, fear, is silently working at it's heinous goal,
of entering the spirit, and eating away at confidence,
Not being sated till the spirit is humble, and destroyed..

The forth moves in.. Quietly, so as not to be detected.
Distrust.
Perhaps the most feared and rightly so,
as it causes such intense pain
that the beholder screams in silent agony!

And bit by bit, They work their way into every fibre of the being,
till nothing remains, but a shrivelled shell,
while faith and hope are conquered..
and destroyed.

And the monsters all, roar with glee..
as they are consumed all the realities of the world.

the soul crawls on it's belly,
arms outstretched,
fingers grasping , bleeding
trying desperately to reach the haven,
the blessed place, the cave

But falls short,
just outside it's safety,
And with eyes filled with tears,
body wracked with loss,
emits a soft final anguished moan,
and dies....

Soaring Heart
all rights reserved
2004

A prayer to father wind

OH, FATHER WIND,
HEAR ME, I BESEECH YOU...

I STAND BEFORE YOU,
ASKING YOU TO CARESS ME
WITH YOUR STRENGTH...

TO CLEANSE MY MIND AND SOUL,
AS I AM WEAKENED...

MY MIND AND SPIRIT,
HAVE BEEN SHATTERED
BY THE CRUELTIES OF LIFE...

I AM WEAKENED.
MY HEART AND SPIRIT
CRY OUT TO YOU
TO REPLENISH ME...

SWIRL AROUND ME FATHER WIND,
ENGULF ME IN YOUR EMBRACE,
LET YOUR MIGHTY FORCES BE FELT...

I AM BOWED,
USE YOUR POWERS TO STRAIGHTEN ME,
TO HELP ME STAND TALL...
AGAINST ALL ODDS...

I LIFT MY SPIRIT UP TO YOU,
AND CALL YOUR NAME,
WITH REVERENCE...

HEAL ME...

SOARING HEART

copyright
7-24-01

DEDICATED TO ALL WOMEN,
WHO HAVE EVER BEEN THE VICTIM OF ABUSE..

I Dare

What I was yesterday
I am powerless to change...
What I will be tomorrow
Is yet a mystery
Known only to God...
But, what I am today
Depends solely upon myself...
If I can manage today,
And lie my head down tonight
With the thought that
I have done my very best...
Then I will have succeeded!

Soaring Heart
copyright
October 2001