Sadness
03.24.07 (10:49 am) [edit] |  |
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Sadness
Sadness lies deep within my soul,
Slowly rising,
Gently seeking to introduce itself,
Inexorable in its ebb and flow,
Seeking doorways,
Or windows for contact.
Like stones slowly raising the water level,
As one by one they drop;
So is sadness,
As one event after another,
This loss,
Another death,
Something so common in life,
Seeking a true open response.
To be heard and felt,
Something foreign to me,
Apart from the brief safe peeks I allow myself,
Music, often the safest way,
The deep inner experience over with its ending,
The veil thick protecting,
Like a burial shroud, as once again it covers the inner well
Of deep rich experience.
Safe boundaries,
Whose time has come I fear,
I can feel cracks forming,
Sadness now comes whenever it wills,
Though still in amounts safe,
Wishing only my attention,
So easy for some,
I envy them this ability,
So difficult for me.
Will I dissolve in tears,
Melt?
Their expression needed for sadness,
The healing flow salty,
My inner ocean,
I think we all have one,
How deep?
Will I drown?
The inner depth of each soul,
Each so alike,
Yet unique,
Is perhaps bottomless,
We are after all made in the Eternals image and likeness.