Life

parker

One of those days
Family being family
Pulled or pushed in strange directions
I love them, have loyalty
But my life is my life.

I take refuge in the sangha
And breathe

I know their weaknesses
I know their strengths
They know mine
We're family
But I am not a judge

I take refuge in the Dharma
And breathe

I try and follow my conscience
I maintain my independence
I will not take sides
How can I chose?
Why should I decide

I take refuge in the Buddha
And breathe

It's family
In a week will be forgotten
Supporting each other is a habit
So soldier, soldier on.
My life is mine.

And breathe

And breathe

  • Author: parker (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 13th, 2022 15:09
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments2

  • dean langmuir

    Thank you.

  • L. B. Mek

    these words represent
    a wonderfully measured unfurling
    of that thought process, we can all relate to
    where, we have to balance
    our need for making those hard choices
    that will define our life's path
    and
    those family loyalties, representing
    our most cherished anchors in life..
    I also like how you depicted
    your chosen faith/belief system
    as a spine/foothold
    for you to lean-on, gather yourself
    and breathe..
    (I loved the honesty
    a great read!
    thanks for sharing)



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