4. Into The Arms Of Home

Towards the end of last year, I 'penned' a poem when I was feeling somewhat vulnerable, disillusioned, and the false belief that I had been abandoned or unworthy of 'life'. We've all been there at some point in our life.

But I know deep within that life never really abandons you. It's more, for perhaps unknown or unrevealed reasons, you abandon it!

I find it rather ironic that now that I think I have worked out what life is about, it is to be stripped away. On the surface, it may seem unfair, but these days I try not to judge it - it is what it is!

I now endeavour to enjoy each and every moment because that's all there really is! I try not to look too far ahead, or look back on any regrets in life. Everything is truly perfect just the way things are now in my life, and in yours.

Some of you may have already read the following poem entitled "Into the arms of home". To those who are reading it for the first time, I hope you enjoy it.

Crystallised lips which no longer speak

Abandoned by faith without a farewell kiss?

Unworthy of life you’ve made me feel

Without you near how can I heal?

Stillness rattles silent screams of despair

Teardrops melt lightly upon the tips of my hair

Sadness sheltered by the warmth of playful skies

Approaching the place where angels fly

Forgotten memories awaken heightened senses

Strained heart moans, where is the fairness?

Odoured emotions swim from trenches’ depths

To the edge of my abyss I despondently step