Grace
In a state of confusion…little patience…without clarity
Empty of tranquility.
There I was…
But there I did not seek to be.
The guided path now lost within my world.
I was perplexed…bewildered…defeated.
Where was that amity of body, mind, and spirit?
Where was the needed breath of life
to infuse wholeness into my existence?
I sat alone.
In silence…
I waited.
Consumed by my condition.
Unable to call upon decipherability
so as to understand the complexity of my despair
and find solutions for my state.
So I surrendered
to the abyss of the unknown.
And then I felt it
the emergence of the unexplained
slowly…gently…mysteriously….
taking hold of my being
and soothing my sheared and shattered soul.
(April 2021)
Copyright © George Yiorgos Stathakis | Year Posted 2021
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