The Nourishment of Now
That line we walk,
so tenuous for some,
teetering over an abyss so near
as to lose heart, hope of an outcome,
when thoughts, so smeared by past abuse,
take hold and dominate,
unable to shake lose,
the mind becomes swamped by darkness,
and panic ensues.
The past can be overwhelming,
yet is does not exist,
just the wounds and bruises that remain,
remind us of its memory like mist,
for the only reality is now,
and the past is truly gone,
the burden of its memory is a decision
that we make in carrying it along,
or just to leave it be.
Every facet of life is our decision to accept,
but what is important
is the nourishment we need to exist,
and choosing to live in the present,
with all its opportunities and gifts,
is the only way to bury the past,
to be kind to ourselves and uplift
our consciousness,
to experiencing the moment complete.
Look not on the pain of past,
but the love and nourishment afforded now,
for it is what we need,
not some echo of darkness that still makes us bleed,
for that is pointless, we learn nothing,
but in appreciating what we have
our world seems lighter, void of echoes,
so don’t fixate on pain,
when love is at hand to still the rain.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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“so don’t fixate on pain,
when love is at hand to still the rain.”
I so needed to hear that, Tony. I have been slipping on my spiritual path lately and trying to get back up. Thank you for sharing this lovely and meaningful piece.
Pleased you enjoyed it and found it relevant, Phyllis. Cheers!
This poem reminds me of so many that are close to me that are jaded by events in their past – that the living in the now has become difficult for them. They seem – they just can’t let it go. How sad is that? Wonderful read Tony.
Thanks Kurt, yes if we don’t let go of past we have such a tainted future. Cheers!
Far too many of us live in the past, feeling the wounds and scars imposed upon our souls. I don’t live in my past, but I can certainly draw from it’s many afflictions. I grew up in a household of fighting people who lived and fought about their past, the influence of alcohol didn’t help, it wrecked their souls and the children who were abused from it. Well penned and expressive my friend, here’s to the future always. Cheers.
Cheers Vincent, to the future!