Finding Healing

My soul seeks understanding, finds nothing in the everything

Sorrow sleeps underneath the wings of a gentle dove, I will not

Let it break through its silken chains- has it already contrived to

Defy me? You and I were once on fire, we knew and understood

Now it seems amidst the spring lies infernal torture and winter sings

A song of seduction, some sorrows are perpetual addictions-you.

The lily gave a quiet cry of pain as she was ripped out of the ground

I watch the hawk circle around the wretched river, weep, my soul,

Weep, break, my heart, break until in breaking you healing find.

Reviews

[Larry Dyson]

As always I am endeared by your descriptive analogies.. especially this one..."A song of seduction, some sorrows are perpetual addictions-you.

The lily gave a quiet cry of pain as she was ripped out of the ground

I watch the hawk circle around the wretched river, weep, my soul,

Weep, break, my heart, break until in breaking you healing find.

[Larry Dyson]

yo uare responsible on being My Muse tonite for this..
"Nature’s Ablutions.

As a song of seduction,
some sorrows are perpetual…
the returning of sparrows to Capistrano…
seeking redemption ….
recapitulation in traversed trails,
ancestral callings…
Bent on nature’s ablutions."

[Ed Hart]

the only understanding your soul will get will be from you...