TO HOLD AND TO OWN
Life in frantic motion
the daily round takes its toll
the mind ***** in the dirt
that but pollutes the heart –the same story retold
of man’s restlessness and craving
to hold and own
but grasps only the wind and dust
he steps back and weeps alone
this malaise—this sickening of the soul
is the summary of his diminishment
he chooses to hold and own
that which leads to his destruction and punishment
for
what’s the worth of a person
a life
that falls into the quagmire of self-dissolution?
but
there is redemption
there always is if the sufferer
is willing to let go the old—choose a new direction
end
the motion that threatens his claim
to exist and take over his will
then he will still retain a name
desire, the darkness within-
the shameless desire---the hemlock
that man drinks daily to oblivion
in larger and larger does around the clock
the day is insipid, the same humdrum
life is a field barren and forlorn
resurrection belongs only
to those who choose to be reborn
by surrendering the murky past
that has clouded him for so long
released from the pain and burden
that has plagued him—he is the new man then-brave and strong.
Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 9:33 AM UTC
TO HOLD AND TO OWN
Life in frantic motion
the daily round takes its toll
the mind ***** in the dirt
that but pollutes the heart –the same story retold
of man’s restlessness and craving
to hold and own
but grasps only the wind and dust
he steps back and weeps alone
this malaise—this sickening of the soul
is the summary of his diminishment
he chooses to hold and own
that which leads to his destruction and punishment
for
what’s the worth of a person
a life
that falls into the quagmire of self-dissolution?
but
there is redemption
there always is if the sufferer
is willing to let go the old—choose a new direction
end
the motion that threatens his claim
to exist and take over his will
then he will still retain a name
desire, the darkness within-
the shameless desire---the hemlock
that man drinks daily to oblivion
in larger and larger does around the clock
the day is insipid, the same humdrum
life is a field barren and forlorn
resurrection belongs only
to those who choose to be reborn
by surrendering the murky past
that has clouded him for so long
released from the pain and burden
that has plagued him—he is the new man then-brave and strong.
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