I started the day with a positive attitude.
And then the day happened.
Just one single interaction with someone and all my low self-esteem came gushing forth, insecurities and failures and non-growth, comparing myself to others and it is all getting old and I am not worthy and blah blah blah.
I will have faith.
I will trust.
I will pray for God’s power.
I will be willing.
Not my will, dear Lord, but thine be done.
Hiding from the world
So no-one sees my face
I’d rather be alone
In an empty space.
I’m in the dark
There is no hope
Perhaps one day
I’ll learn to cope.
I dream of peace
And passion and desire
I dream of hope
And happiness and love
I dream of one pure night
When our flesh will be one
I dream and all my dreams
Are hopeless fantasies
Fading into night
I will be very still
And wait for peace to descend
I will pray my night prayers
With my eyes tightly shut
I will forgive and forget
And hope against hope
Facing new futures
Discarding the past
Searching for brightness
Through darkened shadows
Hope is my crown
My pride and my joy
Love is my banner
I hold my head high
Sometimes
Days were so dark that
Even the glow of a candle
Could not shed a flicker of light
But eventually
The darkness passed
And a summer sunflower
Could warm my shoulder again
Joy slips through my fingers
Like an elusive stranger
Like water in the palm
Of my hand
Like air in
A bubble
Bursting.
I hope
Still.
Standing at a crossroad
Wondering which way to go
I look to my left
I look to my right
I look straight ahead
Right behind
And down below
Then I know
My future is not here
Not now
Not yet
I am where I am
I stand firm
I stand tall
And I look up
Wrapped in hands of love
Loved with heart and soul –
Fresh hope starts to grow
Poems and Petals 