hi guys, I’m so sorry I’ve been off all week. It’s been a humdinger of colossal paperwork and personal exertions. But ill be back reading all of you next week and ill catch up on a bit of everybody’s posts. here’s something i hope you can all relate to.

how i loved and cared for that truth
but still it haunted me
i shelved it on my polished nightstand of secrets
and placed it in a soft velvet box of deceits
but still it gave me sleepless nights
i dug a hole in the ground, buried it and cemented over
but still it festered and sipped into the earth around
sogging my every step
turning my walk lethargic
a cumbersome way of trudging through life
and so i exhumed it,
brought it closer to my heart
mulled it over in my brain
apologized, sang it songs and called it treasure
lulled it to sleep
and there it lies, behind my curtains of shame
in uneasy slumber, fretting in its sleep
and my watchfulness wanes
for the truth wants to be free
and so do I
A brilliant poem Jude!
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thank you so much sadje ๐
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Youโre welcome ๐
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i shelved it on my polished nightstand of secrets
and placed it in a soft velvet box of deceits – I think this is terrific, Jude. I hope next week is better for you.
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thank you Robbie, it already feels better now at 8;30am on a Monday morning
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This is brilliant and can apply to so many things. Well said..we all want to be set free from all thatโs chaining our steps.
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yeah we do, it can be so hard though sometimes
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