Woke

As a child

Pain stirred my soul

to wake more

d e e p l y

I've been

conditioned to

e n d u r e

each

torturous

breath

This is the

blood-letting

of real loss

but life

will not

bleed
to

death

It is...

E n d l e s s

And

We evolve

d e e p e r

into ourselves

by leaving it

all behind

in death

Because

Our roots

forever

r e a c h

towards

truth

An

inch

at a

t i m e

During

each re

b i r t h

Into the

i n f i n i t e

e t e r n a l

abyss of

Collective

consciousness

By Samantha Pruitt

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I believe that some day I shall know even as I am known, without premise or guile, only seeking truth and goodness and peace. I believe the bowl of blessing is full and life is a gift to be treasured.

[Arundass TP]

A great philosophical poem. Enjoyed reading it ☺️

[jacob erin-cilberto]

maybe truth is elusive until we are finished our labor of breathing...then we get the answers.
j.

[Lisasview]

First read of yours and I did find it interesting... As they say one day at a time..
Things have a way of constantly changing...and that is good.
Lisa, now in Spain

[Coyote Poetry]

Sometime dear Samantha.
" An
inch
at a
t i m e"
Is all we can do. I liked the honest and strong thoughts. Was good to read your work again. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

Thank you.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

You are welcome 🙏
Thanks

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

I see you are wide awake
Nice to meet you too
Great write

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

Thank you.