Yoni Dvorkis Poet Free verse

Through the Looking Glass

So I sit here in the infectious waste, wasted effort, waste of time.
Wasting away my youth, my livelihood, my hopes and dreams,
How am I supposed to handle this?

(  *   *  )

Ok fine, I look up and I do see it,
A brilliant white ball of glass,
as massive as the sun,
telling me one message, one message, one message...

Holy freaking crap!
Way too bright man! Waaaay too bright..
Stain that glass with my sins, make it darker! the light! I can't...not right now.
I don't think I can handle this.

(  -   -  )

Ok fine, I look back down and stare at my reflections. 
Two arms, two legs, two eyes,
Multiplied by billions. 
Phew, that's better.
Keep my head down.
The devil's in the details, details, details. 
No one can see me anymore...not even you. 

(  *   *  )

These people are Heaven's messengers, all of them angels, but not to me. 
I overlook the obvious on a regular basis...I overlook love.
It's just sooooo much easier that way...
You tell me then...how am I supposed to handle this?

(  0   0  )

Really? Why, who are all these people? 
Do they come from the ball of glass? 
Do I?
The glass, the stains, the light...
Why is it so bright?
Why is it so bright?
For the Love of God, why is it so freaking bright!

...oh wait...

Ok fine, have it your way.

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Kim Hilliker October 31, 2009 at 11:57 AM I get it, Yoni. It's a powerful light to absorb, so we taint it with our own fears. Thanks for sharing, Kim

Donna Golden October 19, 2009 at 10:13 PM Fantastic write, Yoni. I really connected with this one. I understand being overwhelmed and even unable to accept His goodness and brilliance. Very, very well done! Hugs, Donna

Kim Hilliker October 18, 2009 at 10:10 PM Clever write. Thanks for sharing.

Sara Kendrick October 17, 2009 at 3:49 PM Different write. Sets you apart. Keep writing. Sara

Jay Loveless October 15, 2009 at 11:26 AM amazing write. and no your not loosing your edge sweetheart. i get it. great write, really. xo Raiin

Carol Sunshine Brown October 14, 2009 at 4:31 AM Amazing writing Yoni. Love, Carol

Debbie Guzzi October 13, 2009 at 12:34 PM Perspective Yoni..perspective..don't look where it hurts to look..don't stay where it hurts to be....Have you ever read my The Healer Heart? Light & Love

Charmaine Chircop October 13, 2009 at 10:30 AM i can feel your internal battle Yoni..that ball so bright.that perfect glass ball.stained with our deeds.. yet God loves us so much he can remove all the stains and make our heart shimmer again..cope with love Yoni,you,re full of it... never stop writing my friend.. one day you'll write a book..EXCELLENT WORK-from your soul's deepest.it touched me.bye--Charma

Yoni Dvorkis October 13, 2009 at 8:28 AM My apologies, I don't mean to confuse people. it's meant to be an internal struggle based on the urge to open my eyes and view the Love of God directly, which is the brightest and most intense love in the universe that any of us will ever experience. The struggle comes from not being able to cope with a love that intense by staining it with my sins so that it's not as bright. It's always me staining the glass, God would never do such a thing, nor can He. Or maybe I'm just losing my edge...

John Freeman October 13, 2009 at 8:18 AM I don't get it all, but sounds like the internal battle, going on. Thought provoking Yoni. Reminds me of "James 1:23", Excellent form, Sincerely, Moses

Carolyn Devonshire October 13, 2009 at 8:14 AM Staring into the light and recognizing "heaven's messengers" can be a humbling experience, Yoni. But I know this is tongue in cheek for there is surely love in your great heart. Great write! You're bright! Love, Carolyn