Rest in your own space For a time each day To create plans And designs
Increase your own power As you renew strength And vigor
Then reach out - connect With the world again To fulfill designs And serve
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This is one of those poems that I wrote for a certain background. We all need time to rest and recharge and get some alone time.
The purpose of time alone isn't to isolate indefinitely, but to renew your power so you can reconnect to your goals and to other people.
All great leaders, sages, gurus, and prophets valued alone time in order to increase power and focus!
If you walk A mile in my shoes You may feel it as an adventure If you walk next 10 miles You may feel something new And if you walk for a whole week About 30 miles or more You will know The enjoyable way to take steps And If you walk for a whole month You will know the core of life All that one needs
I walk most often To get myself recharged Just what I need Right at that moment
and I will feel the cold air pierce through my lungs as I stroll through the streets of downtown Atlanta
I will hear the sound of thick, southern drawls singing country songs by a diminished campfire, releasing the smell of burning leaves and Tennessee whiskey
I will see my grandmamas gaze as she welcomes me home with a *** of steaming Jambalaya and White Diamonds perfume
And my sweet souls will smile at me with their crooked teeth that look like mine They will approach me with their fast paced walks that move like mine They will laugh at me with innocence, light, and love
Their simple love their pure, loyal love The kind of love that liberates The kind of love that frees me from the solitude I hold So deeply within myself
And I will return to my little apartment on the eastside of the city
with a memory of enlightenment With a memory of gratitude With a memory of grace
To shower you in To nurture you with To guide you to The clear light of day
I am reminded that I am hated That I am never good enough That my past mistakes will forever haunt me That repenting is a waste of time That I will forever be judged by my sins
I shall remind myself that I am loved more That I am good enough That I learned from my past mistakes That repenting brings me closer to God That I will instead be judged by how much I learned from my sins
Not everyday will be dandy. You will be blue and low. But always pick yourself up thereafter. See with glittering eyes. Always.
Thank you for seeing me the way I was starving to be seen. For sharing with me the parts of myself few people have been able to find, especially me sometimes. Thank you for the nights you made me feel less alone in the world. Even if just for an instant. To know a soul like yours exists know this: I hope you find someone who sees it. Let’s hold it, feel it on our fingertips, for one last moment. And be grateful it even existed at all. Thank you, thank you, thank you. You have been a sparge of light through dark my Reece. Thank you for this recharge and for this release.
The words I speak sound foreign to my ears as I address strangers that I've known for years. We're engaged in simple, common talk. How I can't wait for it to stop! It has been too much I need time to myself, to disperse the energies of a negative self. For one whole week I've continued to converse and it's all sounding a bit rehearsed. Conversation smothers me like a pillow calling me to a sleep that's eternal. I need to find a way to discharge this exhaustion that stalks me and recharge.