In the Shadow
by Marja Blom
Why do I cry for the one
who lives his problems, but not his solutions?
A veil of fear blinds his sight,
his feet stumble in the dark,
invitations to the light unopened.
A loved one is lost in the labyrinth of life.
What will unmask my smile?
The day he finds his way
the day he no longer needs to search
for the snake in the grass.
I’ve learned to strengthen my soul,
to swallow the sun and pass on its warmth
to seeds that fail to germinate.
They are in need, unaware
they were always complete.
swallow the sun to pass on the warmth
ReplyDeleteto the seeds ... this is so evocative!
I really like that last verse. A lot don't reach this in their lives, of having completion in their lives without attaining a more acclaimed goal that they originally sought. An additional common blessing is also felt by a donor of time, love and resources towards the veering attainment.
ReplyDeleteWell written in a "big word" composition.
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Yes, so movingly said, even a dormant seed needs someone willing to be the water and sun to their possibilities.
ReplyDeleteAh. So much potential in a seed. I wished he'd dropped those bread crumbs.
ReplyDelete"to swallow the sun" and then spread the benefits is the best of gifts. Particularly if the sharing is done with those who believe the world to be all darkness. It's great to that spark of light, that sip of warmth...
ReplyDeleteWise words, indeed. Your post holds much truth within and between its lines. ♥
ReplyDeleteSad....so many are lost in the dark forest of life...one needs to find the glimmers of hope and loveliness.
ReplyDeleteI resonate with you .... a fault with empaths to worry for others...someday everyone will be happy.
ReplyDeleteYour poem is a beautiful reminder of the positive power that lies in healing.
ReplyDeleteOne reason why everyone's not solving all their problems with popular psychology's ideas just may be that that's not the solution to their problems. Nice if popular psychology does work. Sometimes it does!
ReplyDeleteI think a positive outlook gives me a shield against any dratted snake in the grass - or even my Ada on the warpath. :-)
DeleteYou had me from the opening lines, and the ending was beautifully written.
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