Breaking the Shackles of Self-Doubt
I am a circle, a snake swallowing its tail,
woven into eternity, an ongoing fate,
the pain of learning, the joy of growth
and the infinite bliss of transforming,
approaching purity, the perfection of hope.
I am an enigma, a truth apparent,
a contradiction, a glass transparent,
and in heart the potential of miraculous love,
a tempest, a pond, a droplet, a storm,
a penchant for destruction, but a heart worth more.
And in my yearning, my dreams,
I see more than I am, more of me it seems,
that cannot become for the limits I believe,
the doubts I so fall to
when my souls is lost and I so bereaved.
But if what I see is true, the walls I envisage
are no more than a ruse,
I cannot bemoan my own place in life,
when the strife I’m in is no more than mine,
and the choices I’ve made are rife with misunderstanding.
When did I lose faith in me,
not see that divine spark that flickers inside of me,
and I so relent on the potential I am,
the judgement, the mistakes and the failures,
but a symptom of the trust I have lost in this sham?
If I hold onto this spark, this innate divinity,
perhaps the rest will fall aside, and infinity
will mark my soul with patience,
and despite my faults, my miscalculations,
maybe the light will bring me machinations of purpose.
For being lost from oneself is a bitter resolve,
undernourished and weak and never absolved,
there is nothing that can arise other than doom,
the sweet flow of life not felt
as we wallow in the depths of our gloom.
So I take the challenge to break these shackles,
see no limits, suffer no traumas,
and if I can at least allow me to surface, to breathe,
maybe the life I dream of will appear,
released from the pain I so fear, to achieve.
Tony DeLorger © 2018
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Always have faith in self. Nicely phrased and so emotive. Great work, dear friend.
Thanks Phyllis, pleased you appreciated it. Hope everything is slowly settling down at home. Take care.
You are welcome, Tony. Everything is falling into place and settling down, thank you for your concern. I am writing a poem about my new home and the lovely view from my bedroom window. This is a peaceful neighborhood. My brother and I are so much alike and get along very well. His little dog follows me all over, I love the gardens and trees. I am happy here, Tony. Take care.
That’s great Phyllis, pleased it’s all working out and settling. Cheers!
I think we have all felt that at some point, that how did I get here or how did I become this, lose of faith moment. And those choices that were miscalculations as long as we learn from those choices and evolve then it will be the right path to take. I really enjoy these enlightening pieces you provide us with. Nice work by friend.
So glad you appreciated the piece Paul. Take care.