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Array ( [sid] => 177279 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Thorn in my Flesh. [time] => 2013-12-06 16:07:15 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Forgiveness?

A thorn in my flesh, that of a perfectionist embracing suffering rather than
Drink from this cup.

A cup not of weakness but of great strength!

Desperation clinging to stubborn in-ground grudgery, preferring to pile stones onto already
Burdened shoulders, than let go to feel my Soul sing again.

Elephant memories stamp their well trodden paths, building fences that trap me within myself

I bury myself in grievances and miss the smile of the moment.
I drown in rivers of hurt and miss the feel of the warmth of the sun.

And there are beacons in my wilderness who show me that there is a different way

A way that my feet have refused to walk!
Till they have crossed the path of those who have found freedom in the face of oppression.

How tranquil were the waters in which I saw my Father walk.

A bitter cup or a cup of milk and honey?

My choice.

Never to reach for the pinnacles of perfection but to embrace change, personally
Know peace and the meaning of freedom.
[comments] => 4 [counter] => 238 [topic] => 61 [informant] => northernlights [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
Thorn in my Flesh.

Contributed by northernlights on Friday, 6th December 2013 @ 04:07:15 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



Forgiveness?

A thorn in my flesh, that of a perfectionist embracing suffering rather than
Drink from this cup.

A cup not of weakness but of great strength!

Desperation clinging to stubborn in-ground grudgery, preferring to pile stones onto already
Burdened shoulders, than let go to feel my Soul sing again.

Elephant memories stamp their well trodden paths, building fences that trap me within myself

I bury myself in grievances and miss the smile of the moment.
I drown in rivers of hurt and miss the feel of the warmth of the sun.

And there are beacons in my wilderness who show me that there is a different way

A way that my feet have refused to walk!
Till they have crossed the path of those who have found freedom in the face of oppression.

How tranquil were the waters in which I saw my Father walk.

A bitter cup or a cup of milk and honey?

My choice.

Never to reach for the pinnacles of perfection but to embrace change, personally
Know peace and the meaning of freedom.




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Re: Thorn in my Flesh. (User Rating: 1 )
by spud on Monday, 9th December 2013 @ 07:58:46 AM AEST
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Hi Anna,

Beautifully scripted - and I'm guessing borne from past family relationships(?)

With the impending arrival of Christmas I hope you will be able to put the hurt in a closet, for the time being.

T


Re: Thorn in my Flesh. (User Rating: 1 )
by gypsymaddness on Tuesday, 10th December 2013 @ 07:57:59 PM AEST
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Wonderful. Just beautiful. You touched my heart with your words.


Re: Thorn in my Flesh. (User Rating: 1 )
by ming on Tuesday, 31st December 2013 @ 06:52:22 PM AEST
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This made me feel the struggles we all share. I want to hug you.


Re: Thorn in my Flesh. (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 2nd August 2014 @ 02:06:40 AM AEST
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your poetry is so beautiful, i always find myself
falling into the lines, and you never disappoint,

hugs n' love nessa




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