Meditation

Suspending all my judgment now, I seek my breath
for weightless inhalation has become a fight
and to exhale, release, I fear will bring the death
of fortitude and all my demons reunite.
With failures both of logic and of circumstance
extinguishing the flames of hope within my soul,
I hasten now to try to halt the swift advance
of darkness and reclaim the faith my weakness stole.
I can find no more clarity in every day
without the freedom from the haunting of the past
where truth and virtue vanished in the disarray
of the uncertainty and bitterness amassed.

I breathe in love yet seek the distance from its will
to answer this, and pray the mind at last be still.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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August 11, 2008 at 10:55 PM
such passion and fortitude of your heart and mind with easily flowing words that paint easy images to see and feel,, very well done,,,blessings..Cecil, this makes my first attempt of a sonnet look like a yard sale sign...
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