Sarai Virden Poet Quatrain

Authenticity

In times of retrospection we discover
The miles our vagrant compass trekked 
Silent horrors from which we recovered
What be righteous or unworthy we assess

For to all children life is not toys and hugs
Or enchanting dances on daddies feet
But bitter realities of drunks and thugs
Eggshell walks and battering clubs

Bewildering the difference the years can make
And the choosing to which one is inclined
To follow the path with which they were faced
Or to carve a new path by need redesigned 

They say that Rome was not built in a day
Stone upon stone is a sound foundation laid 
Tethering twine pulling massive loads up high
Burying tears in abysses carving smiles from cries

Oh no, I'm fine. Concern yourself not with me
For I am the architect of my own design
Someday a pillar in the Temple I will be
My fortress not breeched nor climbed

My world hastens wisdoms patience 
Compassion and mercy will abound
Fragrant love skilled willing agents
Through tenderness barbarians turn clown

Recreating the days of innocence 
Forgiving those too weak to see
That some with all their pitiful ignorance 
Have not the power to strip you of your dreams

There's a power of soul endowed to man
To walk by authenticity
Pities frown subsides as does vengeance 
When taken hold of true humility

No promise of ease nor heart unbroken 
To even one was this promise solemnly given
Though pain so deep to bleed is relief
It is friction that compels the driven

Though shadows past haunts you to fright 
There is light to be found in its darkness 
For shadows be slight illumination of light
The evidence of all you've accomplished

How far I've traveled from condemnation
My compass directs true north
On days my history taunts my persuasion 
It's for loves sake I've stayed my course

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Richard Lamoureux November 29, 2013 at 8:34 PM This is amazing, are you writing from the perspective of Christ? There is much wisdom embodied in these verses. I have added this poem to my favorites. Sarai Virden November 29, 2013 at 10:12 PM Thank you I suppose my background of Christianity plays a role in this piece but it is not necessarily from the perspective of Christ. It is mainly from the perspective of the profound difference time and the fortitude of our choices can make. No matter our beginning we have the ability to end phenomenally. My motivation just happened to be the "family" I envisioned and am so thankful for; especially the love of my life (Rick Abel) that recently captured my heart and made our family complete.

Jack Ellison November 26, 2013 at 3:10 PM Your writings are always on a higher plane! I've said it before but here it comes again... your are an amazingly talented writer and it's a honour to call you my friend! Big warm snuggly hugs... xoxoxox Sarai Virden November 27, 2013 at 11:50 AM Oh Jack, your cyber snuggles and kind encouragement's reach from Canada to Oregon with ease; you have the longest arms I've ever seen! Hugs and love always xoxox

Poet Tacito November 26, 2013 at 10:27 AM "We may not yet be where we want to be. But, we should glad we're not where we used to be." This piece resounds within my past, within my heart. I understand this all too well...wonderful writing. Sarai Virden November 27, 2013 at 11:35 AM Drake, from the depth of your writes I knew we had a deep well in common, thank you for your thoughts, and Amen to your quote dearest friend. Hope your gearing up for your best Thanksgiving yet. Looking forward to your next poem.