Do not confine me to your world of pity.
It is cold and small, a shadowy world
from which come cries of the broken,
weeping from the disillusioned
cowered by simple words wrapped in
arrogant piety. I cannot bear the chains,
the imprisonment of my soul.
Speak instead with words of understanding,
gift me with the grace of affirmation
and I will fly on the fresh breath of your speaking.
Love creates. Pity destroys.
How quickly a new world emerges
from the ether of sound.
Words transform the moment.
I will wake no longer to whispers of shame,
to tear stains on my pillow.
I have heard a strong Voice that speaks
words of concern, not condemnation,
a Voice from deep within myself.
I am born into hope. I leave behind
the shackles of dark days.
I choose the Light.
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May that light be forever in front of you.
Andy
Amen!
what a profound statement, of self
thanks for sharing
I'm very literal in my use and understanding of language, DW.
Hence I would like to ask:
-What is this world of pity I'm allegedly confining you to?
- I can't actually speak instead with words of understanding or have
- a strong Voice that speaks words of concern, not condemnation, unless I know what you are on about.
Wot is your problem??? 😊
And the light shall choose you DW. Stay strong in heart, mind and soul. 👍
so you have found a light that blinds you from a real world?
what does that achieve?
we are not confined ro pity...
some have chosen to be confined to it;
I have not!
there is no light that 'chooses' anyone.
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