Living in the ring,
Of inescapable loss.
Pain, despair and sorrow,
Seeping in and closing down.
Driven by fear,
Yet directed by love…
Down deep… deeper still,
Into shadowlands, all my own.
There finding,
Having and holding,
Newly cherished,
Pieces of my phantom heart.
Shadow and I,
As one, made whole,
Parting in death, maybe not?
No mortal to separate.
Light rising up,
From delusion’s and,
Confusion’s
Abysmal depths.
Once upon a time,
At a loss…
God’s kingdom contained within,
From this day forth.
Enveloped,
In ring,
Of inescapable,
Unconditional Love.
-Gilda Patricia
Beautiful poetry.
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Thanks Shadeau!
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Most welcome always 🙂
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Lovely Gilda ! … light rising up… from Delusion’s n confusion’s abysmal depth..wow !
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Thanks Kamakhya, you’ve lit up my face with a smile! 🙂
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You deserve it all the way.. keep smiling!
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from dark to light, this poem is a wonderful piece, Gilda!
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Wow, thanks!
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