In a moment of weakness; a juncture of despair you found your way into my heart
I am flawed
Filled with uncertainty and moral unrest
I am not perfect
But I try
I give myself for what I can and fight for good
It is a battle full of risk
Choices to be made
Mistakes to be forgiven
I have been lost
Deep in the forest with no direction home
Darkness served as enemy and guiding light
In the underbelly of depression, answers were found
It was when I was trapped that the steel chains could be broken
I found a way back to you
You saved me
With your kindness, you soothed this beast
Serenity in bliss
Soothing undisturbed and pure
You saved me
With wit, charm and charisma
You saved me
You cannot hear me now
You cannot see me now
Forever you will feel me
With unconditional love, I thank you.
In the compassionate belly of my existence, you will rest
I have seen the bliss of the sun and the fiery pits of hell
I looked all around for a familiar voice; a friend; an embrace of life’s salvation
In a moment of complete darkness, I looked to the light for answers
It was then that the darkness would fade to emptiness
Years would pass
Without hope
Without answers
Without the truth
The stars brought isolated moments of peace
The quiet breeze sent signs of hope
The cold morning freeze stopped the pain
Still time continued as this lonely path converted from a mission to empty steps
In the bottle amnesia would serve as temporary comfort
Chasing away the nightmares
Sleep was within grasp
Behind me, years have passed with no memories
Today I awaken to the same haunting past
Where tomorrow leads, I do not know
I am still fighting my demons, aching for resolution
I can only remember now
Never to forget
A life once led, not carried forward with my words and actions
First voice in the morning; last at night
The energy that lights my candle
Whispers of friendship have blossomed into endearing love
But wait, time can destroy this union of destiny
It is about you now; it has to be for you are the flame that lights the sun
The world has shrunk to a small space reserved for you and I
Life is a journey traveled alone until the soul runs weary, rests on a stone and relies on the comfort of another to continue the path
Let’s just be
You and me
Alone, together for all eternity
I want to bleed your love
Did I say I love you?
I am a fool because I have not said it enough
I am a jester because I exposed my weakness with my words
My fear is your strength
You hold me in your arms with the power of a thousand armies
Your sword pierces my will to live; your words conquer this momentary bliss
Hold me til I die and then hold me a little longer
My paranoia is that someday I will fleet away to a pond of loneliness
The water will quench my thirst, but the drought of your absence will send me to this grave
I’m a lucky man
For just one moment I found you
Locked in your eyes I found the answers to questions too distant to reach
You are the shelter that will save me from this storm
With this power you can release me and destroy me
To my knees I go and wait…
Alone in the midst of the fields of wheat, clouds hover over her listless flesh and bones
Cold as the night air she stands
Feet as heavy as an anvil surging to the bottom of the ocean
The pouring rain rages from the heavens coating the porcelain skin with the essence of touch
Hands in the air
Prayers flowing through her lungs to the sky above
In a moment of weakness, she is grounded to her knees
The wind rests in front of her face; she stares eye to eye with the guardian of all that is
Trying to inhale the power of the almighty and humble to his calling
Wind sucks the life from her fragile body
Breathing becomes harder
Darkness becomes prominent
Conscious life is a distant memory
As she falls, the ambassadors of nature cover up the shell of this once brave and ample young vision
It is that final surreal moment where all flashes of life come to the forefront like a cinema directed by the mind and viewed by the judges of the afterlife
From birth to death is but a trial with a jury of idiots pondering a sentence with no meaning
Judged by imagination and faith
The wind vanishes, the sun rises, the harvest gleams
Birds fly with broken wings for another is gone
There are moments in your life when you become lost for words. As a writer, this is a rare occasion for me. Today marked one of those New York Minutes where words cannot properly express my personal gratitude for what has come to light.
After taking a moment to look at my analytics, I noticed something quite spectacular; the listing of countries that had viewed my blog today. The list and colors were so long and diversified. I quickly put my counting skills to work (Thank you Ms. Hasse, my 3rd grade teacher for providing some of my speed counting skills). After a quick count and then recount I came to the realization that my blog had been viewed in 79 countries today.
I was taken back
In awe
Overwhelmed
Aghast
Amazed
Ok, maybe I am laying it a little thick with the descriptor terms, but it goes without saying that I was and continue to be grateful seeing this. To know that my words, thoughts and emotions have broken the barriers of race, religion, politics and culture so that the universal messages can be heard.
I love sharing my poetry, personal anecdotes, lessons on life, keys to personal happiness, career tactics and pursuit of peace, unity and love. Yet knowing this message is heard and resonating throughout the globe leaves a personal warm spot in my heart.
Often in life we develop a passion for something. Something that becomes our addictive vice. This can be a sport, hobby, a desire or a mission. To put your blood, sweat and tears into each and aspect of this is its own reward, but to know that silent recognition is being sung is priceless.
Without each and every single reader that reads and aborbs these words, this blog would have no success at all. Not only is it successful, but it is continuing to grow.
This message is a thank you. I mean a giant thank you to each person who either has read this for the first time or follows each blog.
The knowledge of the world wide visibility of this blog is a true testimony to the power of the written word.
In a society of instant information and gratification where visual stimulus in pictures, video and music are the mode of accepted transferance of information, it is a blessing knowing the written word still has a home.
What makes this even more special is that I don’t have to hold back. Some of you have been with me through some very difficult crossroads in my life and some amazing periods of celebration. Thank you for allowing me to share those moments and I look forward to many more.
I have fallen into this trance as the world is being pulled into a gravitational free fall
Showered in a cleaning pool of heavens purity
As Adam gave his body to Eve, we are one
A spiritual bond together in shackles but free as the bird escaping the mist of a perfect storm
Let me go as the Earth crumbles before us but don’t ever close your eyes to my needs
The end is a metaphor as birth is a death sentence we are all entitled to
It is earned with the gift of original sin
See through me
Can you see this beating heart?
It is fragile and inviting
It is the cornerstone of a passion wrapped in a fragile glass house
Home is full of wonder
It is comforted by a rainbow of affection
It warms the cold air and wishes away apathy
In the purgatory of life, you are the meaning I have searched for
You are my home
You are tattooed in my heart
The ink bleeds through my veins
You are my eternal love
The music that is harmonized by birds
The graffiti that fills the concrete jungle that is so focused on black and white
The inspiration not written in words; the hero not spoken about in speeches
You are my eternal love
Like a finely woven stitching that tapers off and returns to a perfect pattern of love and harmony
It is in you peace is a reality
It is in you I can once again dream
It is in you I find truth hidden under all the lies
Void of fear, you only seek solace in the tears of my loneliness
Comfort is waiting in your arms and whispered in the presence of angels
You are my eternal love
Now as I rest, my dreams and reality become one
My eyes will open soon to an angel by my side
A shower of illumination is the evidence of your presence walking toward me and easing all the pain
Writer / Blogger / Social Media and Talent Acquisition Consultant / Life Geek / Photographer
Human Resources, Talent Acquisition, Global Social Media and Marketing Solutions including: organizational development, team building, change management, compensation structural development and implementation, social media and talent community development, growth and advancement, training, rewards and recognition, recruitment, attrition control, affirmative action administration, labor relations and M&A.
Trainer
So You Think You Can Interview - ProNet August, 2010 Personal Branding and Social Media Resources - ProNet June, 2010 Personal Branding and Social Media Resources - Lee Hecht Harrison July, 2010 Personal Branding and Social Media Tooling - Lenova Women in Leadership September, 2010 Your Life Bag - ProNet October, 2010, The Effects of Social Media in the Workplace - Carolinas Payroll Conference November 2012
Published Author
Sonni's Abyss (June 2008)
A Beautiful World (February 2011)
This Time Around (Scheduled for February 2013 Publication)
