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Mark Kelly Poem
Life – a churning maelstrom that batters the senses, the emotions
Ceaseless, never waning as it pounds endlessly on our soul
An eternal storm, lashing continuously against us
Beating at us, wearing down all resistance
Consuming us with its unstoppable power
Swirling with both uplifting and crushing forces, unseen
Some can embrace it, feeding on the energy it can provide
Living for each moment, enjoying, as it feeds them
Absorbing the never ending influx that fills their very being
Seemingly impervious to the darker clouds within
Their soul battles always to keep the crushing power at bay
Trying to feed only on the positive – always battling but surviving
Others find a safe harbor, somewhere to ride out the worst
To mend and patch their battered and beaten resistances
Not always safe, but never far from security, safety
Never wandering far from shore, forever seeking the calm
Building strong walls, keeping all but the strongest surges at bay
Never experiencing the thrills, the adventure – but always safe
But in the wildest, darkest parts, towards the centre of the hurricane
Some survive, fighting to the core of their being
Battered, bruised, their resistances all but destroyed by the ceaseless fury
They search, always looking for the right path, the way to peace
Few find a way, sometimes alone, sometimes with others
Battling to stay afloat, slowly finding a way through the chaos
But there are always the lost, seemingly caught forever in the maelstrom
Enveloped by the darkness, no beacon to guide them, no walls to shield them
Never noticed, ignored, feeling alone, adrift in a sea of despair, lost
Few will be saved, pulled and dragged to a safe harbor by caring souls
To survive, to live, to rebuild stronger, hoping against hope
Building their resistance to the constant storm, staying close to safety
For many, there is no respite, drawn further into the raging darkness
Feeling there is only one escape – the darkness at the very heart of the storm
Quiet, calm darkness, holding them steady while the maelstrom rages
A place they feel safe, free from the outside, free from the torment
Darkness, peaceful, completely enveloped, feeling free, total escape
It shelters them; somewhere they can be free from all - from life
Copyright © Mark Kelly | Year Posted 2006
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Mark Kelly Poem
A time for dreams, for presents and cheer
Or perhaps to reflect on the passing year
A time for each to give and share
With the ones we love, to show we care
The Christmas message is spread around
But tis sometimes lost in lights and sound
When that little boy was manger born
With no great fanfare or trumpeting horn
A boy so destined to bring great hope, belief
And to a troubled world some faint relief
But the message he spread as he grew older
Is lost in hype as our hearts grow colder
But it's time again to hear what he had to say
Because we need some hope in this modern day
A message of freedom, of life and love
A belief in eternity with God above
As you open your gifts and Christmas presents
Think of just what this day represents
Love, life, time with family and friends
He gave his life on a cross to see it never ends
So remember this during your time together
A life with Him goes on forever
And as you celebrate His birth with great cheer
Recall He is watching over you, all through the year.
Copyright © Mark Kelly | Year Posted 2007
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