In the darkness of night and day…

naked, squinting,

i peer into my heart of darkness,

it lurches forth to engulf me,

i lunge ahead, deeper.

the horror unable to devour,

SHATTERS.

beyond in a hidden cavern

a burning ember, catches my gasping breath,

a blazing touch

maybe a beacon home.

 

Okay here's the scoop! I was studying to be a priest (Roman Catholic at that - uggh no sex) for almost 4 years. (Well I did have sex while I was in the seminary but you will have to wait for the book, hence, I am no longer a seminarian.) And though I am no longer a practicing catholic, I still go away on a retreat once in a while. Total silence and really bad food for 6 days! I went to once such retreat a few years ago when I was having a wee bit of difficulty with life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. It was a bit of a dark time! The retreat was what I needed to regain a sense of balance. The above little piece, was one of many insights into my head made during the week.

Another pic and poem combo…

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