WorthwhileA Poem by Faded
There’s a certain moment
In the midst of all the minutes When your thoughts start to slow And the buzz of the world dims It comes when you get lost in the wilderness Or at the Temple in the heart of the city When your son counts to 10 for the first time Or when he needs spoon fed for the last time It’s the clouds of defeat settling over a man’s eyes As he accepts there are some things he just can’t fix While he lifts his terminally ill wife into her wheelchair And the fear within the man who swore he’d never love again As he realizes he might be falling for her It’s strangers finding solace together in the Hospital waiting room And the feeling the high school dropout gets as he turns his tassel But also, The resignation of the young artist giving up on his dreams It’s in the instant you turn the car around To go back and tell your sin to your King And the sound of his voice when he tells you it’s not too late To try and get it right this time around It’s in the airport parking garage When the victim climbs into your car to start her new life free of violence On the fourth anniversary of the day one not so lucky Was taken from us forever. It’s when your heart starts pounding out of your chest And you feel your strength to stand steadily leaving you Knowing all your day dreams are at stake Each time you watch the man you waited all your life to meet Walk towards you And in that same instant your own heart beat has become deafening Your thoughts quiet And you know the future version of yourself is being shaped That your story is being defined But that more importantly Your story isn’t about you It’s about the many diverse souls who have touched you Your story is a compilation of their effects on you And that for better or for worse They have all been blessings It’s getting into bed each night Completely exhausted, stretched so thin Wondering how you could possibly aide even just one more Or how much of yourself you have left to give And if it has all been worth it But taking that one day each week to rest And feeling the Lord restore to you All the energy you’ve spent While he renews your motivation That in these moments, when stories are written Hope can be found That even in failure, assistance is given The lights of purpose, of fulfillment, of humanity, of humility Remind that there is always some good left to fight for And that it is always worth the fight © 2016 Faded |
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Added on October 9, 2016 Last Updated on October 9, 2016 AuthorFadedThe Escalante Desert, UTAboutHello again Writers Cafe... I'm keeping it short and sweet this time around because this website cannot become my whole life. In addition to being a single mother of 2, having a zillion projects to f.. more..Writing
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