I love to write (as you can tell from all of my blog posts). Writing is often the way that I "study out" a situation and determine what I know and what I don't know. And it is also a way that I solidify my feelings / testimony of a subject.
When thinking about how I feel when the Lord is with me versus when I handle life's challenges alone, I realized what a stark contrast there was to how I felt. This poem is an attempt to illustrate that.
"Breathing"
Alone
In the harried ubiquity of
Chaos
Screaming in my ears like a
Drill sergeant
Forcing myself to inch forward
Gasping for breath
Every movement arduous,
Moments away from
Expiring all strength--
Collapsing.
Then
You
Find
Me.
Safe
In the certain embrace of
Divine Love.
You tenderly whisper
"I am here"
And that is
Enough.
Serenity--
The most delicious melody--
Caresses my ears
Replenishes strength
Relaxes every sinew.
I submit
Relinquishing the solo quest.
Together
We will face
Tomorrow's climb.
But for now
I
Can
Breathe.
Dear Mormon Maddy,
ReplyDeleteI stumbled on your site doing a search to find a reference for Sister Kimball's quote "Never Suppress a Generous Thought."
And then I read this poem. Beautiful.
Would you be willing to share it on our site, mormonwoman.org? It's a missionary-minded site to help people understand more about who we are, what we believe, and how we live.
(and/or would you be willing to contribute other content as well?) :)
If so, please email me at gmail, username mormonwoman.
-Michelle at Mormon Women: Who We Are