The Taking of a Hand

It speaks to whats behind the hand that reaches

The battle within continues to be waged wordlessly

the supremacy of self the reward for inner turmoil

Continual self denials explode into self inflicted angst

self doubt armored with unworthiness rejects hope

Intellectually inspired yes I cans battle the armies of whats the use

impasse becomes an all to familiar companion

Endless ammunition's of hope feed a continual war

wants feed blood to strengthen the heart of change

The muscles hold up the hand that reaches out

weighted by the knowledge it may not be met it reaches higher

Resignation alert sniper armed with an I told you so

stockpiling the many failures of the heart steadies it's aim

Ignorant of a life scarred ,  want forms a shield

the soul opens it's gates in a welcoming smile

The chambers of self began to shine

inhaled breaths of hope sate the lungs

Soft spoken whispers give thanks

for the simple taking of a hand

gkl

 

Reviews

[Katherine Wyatt]

Beautiful G~ ok.. know you hear this from me all the time..LOL.. but Your use of language is absolutely exquisite (bored yet?..hahaha)
This is wonderful...reaching for a hand while in "the abyss"..
You pen it so with such grace and heart..always!

[~Mary Ann~]

This piece started out dark and ended in light with the simple taking of a hand. The reaching out to another makes all the difference in the world doesn't it ~g~? Just a simple touch from one human heart to another can give the breath of hope... and a prayer of thanks. :)

Your writes always make me think... or feel.. Glad to have you as a friend... :)