Looking for a Place

Looking for a Place

A Poem by RuseInex

I’ve scanned the skies,

the far distant horizons

Looking for a place to rest

A place to rest my head

A place to satisfy my weariness and be fed

I cannot find

Not lasting, always fleeting

Like a hungry baby lamb that’s bleating


Looking for a place that can’t be found

Upon the lonely barren lands that hold

Only struggle overall

Nothing lasts, all things crumble

A place to rest my head and not stumble

Where earthquakes don’t destroy my bed


I’ve looked high as i can get

Hard to find as is gold

Looking low is easy,

It comes at you like a rabid dog that bites


I cannot find a place to satisfy my need for peace

As i lay quiet, i cannot stop

the sound of rustling angry feet

The empty voices on the street

Fill my head, the same as told

Nothing new under the burning sun


Just a matter of one, another day,

another wait

I know the outcome of what’s at stake

I watch my back, i plot out the course

To inhibit the likelihood of getting burned

Inevitably, no matter how i guard

Something’s always there to trip the gate


I’ve constant walked

through the valley of shadow of death

In my mind and in my dreams

Fed by the things the world said

I've stumbled in the dark and bled

Looking for a simple place to lay my head

finding pain and trouble instead

Earthquakes and pelting rain destroyed my bed

The vortex of the black,

whirling wind of raging clouds

Spun countless times overhead

I ran for shelter away from the rocks

Where wild creatures  my soul sought


I stumbled near a placid lake high up the wilderness

And there i found a little rest

Your voice i did not hear in the loudness of the storm

Or in the thunder of things that boast

I found a place of solitude

A quiet state of rectitude


Within the folds of my crumpled soul

Inside my heart that you first made tick,

Form the very instant that i birthed,

In my mother’s suffering womb

Your voice i heard in the quietness

An inner whisper sure and sweet,

yet loving firm


In this world you will suffer, guaranteed

To my words pay vital heed

Trust in me through good and bad

A peace like no other i’ll steer you with

Through manifold trials and treacherous traps

Laid by your adversary the wicked one


Rest your head,

Make your bed upon my lap

I the Lord will guide you past

And in your final hour, then

I’ll grant you passage

through my pearled gates,

Into eternal rest


My father will wipe your every tear,

The ones he’s bottled,

kept track of though all your years

We’ve  watched you walk upon the broken earth

He’ll wipe your face with his loving hands

And say to you,

Well done my friend, come inside

Until the indignation below be overpast

© 2017 RuseInex


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RuseInex
RuseInex

Fresno, CA



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