Sadness

I have no right, 
Or good reason,
For the sadness, 
That flares from within.
Maybe I long for a place,
I can't remember, 
Or a love, 
That's smothered in sin.
Maybe it's change, 
That I'm lacking,
Or the pursuit, 
Of truth that's buried in lies.
I just hope, the world can forgive me.
For the sadness, 
I hold dear tonight.
I believe tomorrow will be amazing,
With laughter, and good intent.
The sky will be blue, not gray,
And the time will be heaven sent.
Tonight might be a struggle, 
But tomorrow will soon be today.
So tonight, I cuddle with sadness,
And with hopes,
That tomorrow's happiness,
Will keep sadness at bay.


R.K.H 
6/22
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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July 17, 2022 at 8:07 PM
At a subtle level, attachment to anticipated outcome not fulfilled, causes melancholy to arise. It could be anything ~ we feel limited, incomplete. Holding this emotion on pause, neither imbibing, nor negating it, our witness stance secures release. The bubble bursts noiselessly in the void of no-thingness
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