The Calming Effect of BreathingA Poem by He@ther!Finding unbelievable answers in unexpected places.I am lying on the ground all I see are the dark shapes that surround I remember not how I came here for my entire body, a thousand daggers do sear Though I twist and turn about, I remain encaged and steadily I become more enraged There are others like me and beside them a man I see I am angered at the sight of Him How could He do this to them? As I think this He approaches me and I greet Him with respect as they have coached me I resume my twisting to which He says, "Cease" At this my voice begins to increase "'Cease' You say. Why in this pain must I stay?" "Please only do as I say" I disregard this reply in distrust and fix my eyes on the footprints in the dust Others are escaping, and I must know how The man says, "Please, heal yourself by listening to me now" The urgency in His voice tells me this is the right choice So in this moment I surrender my attempts at freedom, which these daggers do hinder On His face is a look of delight as I surrender this fight However, much to my suprise comes a change in my demise A sense of healing overcomes as these daggers lift and I am overwhelmed by this unexpected gift He throws my daggers against a wall I try to walk, yet I am weak and fall He catches me and puts me on his shoulder as the dark shapes become more colorful and bolder I realize now we are on a heavenly beach and of this fact He has been trying to teach Remembering songs of long ago, I look at His footprints in the sand and rejoice at His healing hand After a moment we begin to soar and all my pain is here no more As we begin to take flight I realize that in surrendering this fight I did not give in I merely chose to win. © 2008 He@ther!Featured Review
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