Haunted Echo Of Sorrow's Storm

Haunted Echo Of Sorrow's Storm

I am awash within a sea of my own tears,
falling ever deeper into the depths of its despair.
Sorrow coats my every inch,
as I slide further and further,
deeper and deeper.
Tears which once could not be shed,
fall freely now,
as heart wrenching pain fills my mind.
Everything that has been, unknowingly,
bottled up for an eternity is
rising to the surface to face the light of day,
and I am drenched in its turbulent shifting currents.
I am drowning in a pool of my own reserve,
sinking in the quicksand which beckons
my soul's final surrender.
I wander lost and alone within the
vast wasteland of my mind,
within shadows and ash,
which cling to me with every
heavy burden laden step I take.
I am hollowed out as
water fills my lungs, drowning me,
sand coats my eyes, blinding me,
and dust enshrouds my body in
a coffin like husk of earthen soil, encasing me.

But somewhere, I know with certainty unending,
there is a light shining,
waiting to beckon me home,
when I am ready to stand again on my own.
Somewhere in the flood of time's eternal cycle,
it awaits my return,
to lay me down upon the altar of heaven
in its gentle arms of tender embrace,
so that I can weep away the sorrow
and finally rest in serene peace.

No, not death's embrace.
Never that.
But an angelic hand of earthly design,
offered up without reserve,
without judgment or contempt,
in compassion and empathy,
so that love renewed can bloom once more,
within the hardened husk that is my heart.

In gentle whisper, I await the turning of the tide,
and in gentle prayer, I await its ascent.

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Sometimes it takes patience to find our way out of our own sorrow. And even more so when we are trying to make our way through someone else's sorrow. But for every step we take through murky waters, there is a path awaiting you, which shines with the light of renewal. So never give up hope. ^_^

Namaste
Misuchi