Boulders, Shoulders

Tiny specks of sand

one or two, we barely feel

Blasting us at 60mph..oh man…:(

run with zeal!!!!

Take shelter from the storm

protect your eyes, ears and nose

succumb to fear

when is my new day near?

And then the storm subsides

you feel the sun on your skin

The scream of the wind

is gone

Silence…..

the air is clear!

A new day is here!!!!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Oh no, more clouds

Why? oh Lord, why now?

Your universe is chucking

Boulders

at me, thinking I’ve got

linebacker shoulders

So worn and beat down

How is it, that I’ve not drowned??????

Save me save me SAVE ME SAVE ME

CAN’T YOU HEAR ME SCREAM?

PLEASE Please

I’m down on my knees

begging for you

to rescue me

and I sink

become so still

no sounds,  none at all

just darkness

and

FAITH

Oh there it is!

Hallelujah!

a tiny string

I can barely reach

feels like 1lb test

couldn’t help even a flea!

Really?

and then i hear

I hear myself SCREAM

from deep down inside

NO

NO

NO

NO

NO

I WILL NOT ACCEPT THIS

PLIGHT

I will grab that tiny string

I WILL FIGHT

Quitting is forbidden

Fear MUST GO

Pain and sorrow

friends, no longer foes

I’m smarter and stronger

than ever before

boot camp and college

wrapped up in courage

and change

taking me places…..

Oh wow, I’ll never be the same 🙂

Because the darkness

CRACKED

When I chose to Fight

and that glimpse

that glimpse of light

knew I had to

FIGHT

to cling to

UNWAVERING FAITH

To shower others with LOVE

and kindness, and forget

my worries

as I try to soothe and calm their pain

trying to hold on

living life through

LOVE

while I continue to rise above

The boulders, maybe now

I’ve got those linebacker shoulders

On the way….

NM 09-15-14

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4 thoughts on “Boulders, Shoulders”

  1. This poem reminds me of Nietzsche’s quote “That which does not kill us makes us stronger”. I am still processing both your poem and this quote now in intertwined tandem! Needing pain to learn or grow in FAITH or otherwise is a heavy concept. I do love the poem though and my empathetic heart doesn’t want you specifically to go through trials and tribulations…and I barely know you. I know you enough that I don’t want you to experience them though! Thinking of you dreaming of laying on the beach with your eyes closed on the couch is a much more pleasant thought. A BETTER wish for you…it means that your mind is uncluttered enough to effectively have such a pleasant thought…here’s to your mental pleasantries 🙂

  2. What a vivid description of the journey through life! At least for many.

    Reminds me the day my husband died. I wrote a post about it called ‘In Comes the Storm’. I shared how the storm threatened to tear apart the last remaining fragile threads of my faith. When such a loss occurs, (when a storm hits), sometimes all’s we can do, whether standing or kneeling, is to endure while the storm passes.

    And through the storms, they can make our hearts softer and more open with a tougher layer of ‘skin’. Or the opposite. Thinner skin and a hardened heart.

    I’ve had both in my life. : )

    Thanks for sharing the link to this!

    1. Each person’s experience of loss is so different,yet a common thread runs through all of us.
      This is one of those moments for me. It came pouring out of me at the craziest moment.
      I’m glad you liked it Samantha and really appreciate your praise!

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