Being Alone…

November 26, 2017

In body or spirit

Moving through days 

Reaching out to touch and see 

Hoping for something that resonates 

Being out of me for a moment

Then…again alone 

To seek solace in silence

Or pain from loneliness 

Another day leaves

There is a tomorrow

And I will go once more to search

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The World Is Too Fast…

September 28, 2015

Looking at a door that once held a mirror, I noted the plastic encasing where screws bored into the wood. This is intended for long term. Temporary gadgets abound on store shelves today. Even shades are equipped so no nails have to be used.

Jobs, homes, friendships, family…nothing is immune to becoming temporary. Never before have I felt such a loneliness in the world. Always seeking something to satisfy the soul.

Mirages. The lovely refreshing promise (of whatever you are seeking) is in your sights…until you get “right there” …and it disappears. Only sand is left.

Too many mirages.

Too many dreams.

Grains of sand scattered to the wind, leaving nothing more than an irritated life with no pearl.

to myself I ran across while going through some things prior to moving.  Not sure if it would be considered a poem, but I think it’s in that vein…

Distance of

family

friends

society

Closeness of

me

nature

God

Listen

Listen more

Listen more so

Words are weary spoken

go about your work quietly

There is a loneliness

that never leaves even in

the midst of others

Simply Be

Nature listens as doth God

Speak to yourself and they will hear

Copyright by R. Webb, 10/16/2013