Like a Thief in the Night...
- maureena46
- Feb 9, 2024
- 2 min read
It burns some days...it burns in ways you cannot even begin to imagine...
It settles upon chest as a great ever-tightening band...
This angst, this need to speak, to see justice fulfilled...
And yet....like a thief in the night, the heavy weight of loss, of sorrow, of dismay and distress steal away creativity, steal away the voice that cries out in the night, the zeal that pushes, prods, pokes until word hits screen and the well untapped.
At some point, without shedding the skin of grief and horror at acts committed with forethought, with purposeful intention, we perish...we slowly sink under the waters as they lap round bout our mind, our spirit, our heart...light dims, twinkling as though in the far distance....teasing with thoughts of hope and joy, reminding you of growth and distance accomplished stretching off into space and time....
I woke yesterday morning with renewed vigour, with a renewed sense of self, of life, of the grace and mercy of God, of goodness, of kindness....
Healing truly is a journey fraught with new lands, new faces, new intervals of happiness versus pain and longing, sorrow and sadness. I sat last evening and watched the sun slowly make its way across a big, big sky, full of colour streaking over fields of white dotted with cattle, barns and outbuildings...I welcomed the dark and sat longer still, sipping from a cup full of yumminess and warmth...I watched as Maximus galloped across my vision, ears flopping this way and that...suddenly pointing as the cat made an unfortunately timed appearance and the race was on.
I sat in the dark and wondered at the vastness of sky and stars reaching out, and out in an ever widening, growing universe....and felt small, a speck in the face of such grandeur.
A blink my friends....a wink, a nod, a nudge...gone in an instant....why face life with fear causing faltering feet....why face life with terror and torment as your best friends....why face life with a beast telling you you're not worthy, useless, ugly, no good...
Taste of joy...and see it is good...
Taste of love...in all its glory...
Taste of kindness and compassion...and feel peace that passes all understanding....
Away lost ones...away...and into that good night find your way, to a land of acceptance and devotion, compassion and understanding.
You are worthy of that and so much more....
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