Brambles

The brambles, the thorns are mighty upon this path here recently….

Facing lies and speaking truth…

Hard to swallow when you are being choked….

I gave birth to miracles….

And despite the paths chosen, they are still miracles….

Fingers pointing….someone is to blame…

Only the one who chose the action, the words, the steps….

There is a point when one must step back from all of the show and see what really exists….

From where I sit….

A television drones on…lights flickering in a dimmed room…gin straight…flows like the rivers of the Nile…angry voices run about that mind…and that is where they will stay…

Final acts…curtain calls…all in time…and now is the time…

Smug smiles braced with youth…believing they have their secrets secured….but we all know the truth comes out…and it did…

Disease ruining life…

A healer begins again…

Smiles contain the sadness which permeates like a gentle rain….no more no less…

But it holds so much less voice…less power…

A lifted glance…a tear escapes…a whimsy smile…

And I realize…we do all that we can…all that we should…and I end with this….

There are no Ifs….

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~ by HopeGlenn on November 15, 2016.

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