Mourning No More

Mourning No More

images of others
based on beliefs
of who they should be
to comfort and delight me
come in forms seemingly
unwanted
expectations unfulfilled
dreams of their identity
upsetting me
what to do?
what to think?
how to be?
a voice whispers by
"have these images die...
allow the love to show
the love they come
to bring...."

i comply...
now but singing...
letting old images go by...
sitting in mourning
no more
for lost expectations...
allowing, allowing, allowing
all to pass...
allowing, allowing, allowing
the light within each soul
to shine its godly light...
not a lamp i lit for them
thinking i could light the way
and keep the dark at bay...

michael

"Let not the world's light, given unto you, be hidden from the world. It
needs the light, for it is dark indeed, and men despair because the savior's
vision is withheld and what they see is death. Their savior stands,
unknowing and unknown, beholding them with eyes unopened. And they cannot
see until he looks on them with seeing eyes, and offers them forgiveness
with his own. Can you to whom God says, "Release My Son!" be tempted not to
listen, when you learn that it is you for whom He asks release? And what but
this is what this course would teach? And what but this is there for you to
learn?" (T-31.VII.15)