Spirit of Sanctity (2013-2014)

To my mother, Doris Ann Strickland.

The Spirit of Sanctity still haunts the earth,

   In the quiet and homely spaces between shadows and mirth--

The only places now where she can feel secure;

   The only places left where good will seems to endure;

Where she still finds an ear she may allure--

           And she has a place for me there.

It took me some time--a lifetime, in truth--

   To find my way through the Garden of Muse

(Baffled in every direction by the troubles of Ruth;

   Seeking refuge under many a willow and spruce)

But was worth every second, once I fell bemused--

           Now see me be healed.

With a caring voice and a subtle hand,

   She drowned out the noise, so I might understand

(As I had come out of shadows, just to be drawn back in)

   Then, all shadows faded, as a single tear rolled down my skin--

Faded as do the troubles of dying men--

           For a mere moment of faith,

                     I gained a lifetime of perspective.

Reviews

[Jade]

It took me some time--a lifetime, in truth--
To find my way through the Garden of Muse
(Baffled in every direction by the troubles of Ruth;
Seeking refuge under many a willow and spruce)
But was worth every second, once I fell bemused--

AWESOME lines here, this is so good and truthful as well.
very nicely expressed and written

[Wesley Dingler]

Thank you Jade. I am so sorryit took me so long to see this. It is a poem I wrote and forgot for some time. But I am glad you enjoyed it.
I apologize again. Some times life gets away from me. I guess it is an introvert thing.


-wesley

[light and ashes]

Wow, this caught me from the first line. I love the little bit of Bible mixed in. This is really a masterpiece, in my opinion. It has a salt of the earth feel to it that really appeals to me.

[Wesley Dingler]

Thank you my love. I dont know hoe I overlooked this for so long but I am here now to say that I am thrilled that youloved this odd and old poem of mine.
Keep enjoying lady.

[light and ashes]

x .........

[Wesley Dingler]

Hey georgous goof. I love you and I am sorry it took me so long to respong to your lovely little x and series of periods.

[light and ashes]

it's okay, honey.

[Poetic Beauty]

This a deep thinking poem about personal struggles and overcoming them. Many great lines in this piece.

[Wesley Dingler]

Thanks, PB. This was one of many pieces I did when I was coming out of depression in my 20's. It seems like it's been a lot longer than it has now.

[Apollos]

“ With a caring voice and a subtle hand,
She drowned out the noise, so I might understand”

Amazing how a whisper can have a thundering presence in the midst of chaos. A special read over what appears to be a special bond.

Thanks for writing this as I enjoyed reading this and discovering the writing style you created.

[Wesley Dingler]

Thank you, Apollos. I feel like that's what it takes in most cases, something more gentle than harsh. It works wonders.

[Apollos]

Very true!

[Robert Trakofler]

All to true, all true! The process we put ourselves thru for a single line of prose is at once delicious and terrifying! I tear for you, for your loss and for your gain!

[Wesley Dingler]

Thanks, BB. These things happen in life. But me, I turn tragedy into triumph just this way...
One line at a time.
Nothing can keep me down, and I'm always learning... Everyday, it seems, I've learned a new lesson.
Personally, I hope it's always that way.