Mire of Doubt

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Mire of Doubt

Every now and then, I am in the depths of despair, and looking for escape. Then through molding, and changing of thought, I am graced with enlightenment.  In a mire of self doubt my Phoenix rises.  That event leaves an effervescent taste in my mouth, and an exquisite feeling of personal power over the ill's of the world, which solidify the legs I stand on.

I think that there is a fabulous portion of Corinthians that is a rule to live by.  It basically says that you could have the world at your beckon call, but without love you have nothing. Sharing, and experiencing the soft touch of closeness with one another helps bring fullness to life; I truly believe what that wonderful piece of writing says. 

Loves gaze is far fetching, but I must turn that gaze upon myself, and bathe in its light.  Bathing in that light lets the experience of life have sanctification.  What joyous triumph it is to experience life!  Growing and living the In's and out's, are what make me what I am. A proud, Irish Catholic Newfoundlander, trying to live life to it's fullest. With relentless physical personal pain; isn't trying, the most significant part?

As my day's pass, and the events of my life go through my mind, I think of the wonder I am; faults and all. 

Growing through the stages of my own life I am quite aware of my humanity with all of its weaknesses and triumphs.  The sturdy forge of age along with the rebirth of spring, seem akin to the flow of my own life; the changing of seasons.

SHEA

The might of the word...is YOURS!

"POETRY SHELF"