be still~revisited...

be still~revisited...

A Poem by Prose-full

be still and be quiet.
quiet the chatter in your mind that refuses to come to an end
if i could only mind the quiet and stiffen my heart to stand still and not feel...

 

...burdens and pain that
thicken in my soul and my mind and make me feel incredible heavy;
i know that i am not lifeless;
i am alive because i feel pain,

 

and i feel joys
and sorrows
and i know that they come and go;
and they come and go to put me in touch with what’s real,

and force a change within myself

 

 

…but…

 

 

right now my head feels so uncertain and heavy
only because I mustn’t forget to consciously
make the decisions that lead to my Source..

then will I know, that i
 must stop fighting
a fight that can not be championed alone;

unleash the tightened grip
and slowly let my hands fall open
so that God can step in and let His miracles

be handed to me…

but first,
i  must..
..at all cost

…be still…


and mind the necessity of occasional stillness
that one needs to continue coping with this journey
that sometimes seems so hard...but can be so simple
if we take time to connect with one self, and the Source that actually lives within

and…

  that wants to connect with us as well

if we
at all cost
take the time
 to be still
~

© 2008 Prose-full


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if we take time to connect with one self -- We really should all take the time...

if we
at all cost
take the time
to be still

Shhh...be still.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Prose-full

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hey my creative brothers and sisters of the pen...it's been a long time and a lot has changed. I don't write as often, I've been busy with college essays...I still love the creative pen, though. I am.. more..

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A Poem by Prose-full