Illusion

written February 16, 2019

Life is rarely clean and clear…nonetheless, I still try to hold the door open even as the light dims…

Illusion

Here’s the illusion…
When we are wrapped
in the arms
of God
or angels
or love

We are safe

Here’s what I think

We are only safe
to love

No matter what

That’s all

To love in the face
of unlove
of guilt
of distrust
of shame
of scorn
of confusion
of lost lonely hurt

Too often
I fall down
can barely take
the next breath
the next heartbeat

All I can do
is curl up within
draw the pain close
and whisper

Come

Come love

Come

February 16, 2019

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