Dying to self

Dying to self

A Poem by ttom

 

 Dying to self
 
I realize, I must be utterly alone
To lose my inner self.  To die
Fear holds me back, as I cling to dependencies
Seeking fulfillment through others
Which pain is greater?
The fear and hollow ache of a lonely emptiness, or
the bitter sorrow of love lost.
I know the love of God is real. It has trickled down like a cool mountain stream from high ledges into my life. I have tasted its purity. My soul seeks its source.
Yet I struggle, resuscitating what my heart knows,  must expire.
 I’m perched on a rocky outcropping, with the pain of the  world beneath me,
 and the pain of  the climb ahead
 in  the cliffs
 and  the clouds.
 

© 2009 ttom


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This is very beautiful and well-written and it holds so much truth when it comes to my personal Christian life.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is really beautiful, and so true. This captures how I feel so very often. So alone, yet there is a purpose for everything, I know. And seeking that ever elusive source will someday give way to discovery. The journey is indeed filled with searing pain and sadness, but hope IS real.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I shall return the kindess you have bestowed upon me by reviewing my poem and I shall review yours.

This poem makes me really sad, in a good way, though.

The agony of reaching to heaven, searching for the peace, the joy, the ending of sorrow, the seeking of God to save you from the darkness you hide within.

This is my perception of it.

It's really enjoyable.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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