This Man!

 

Fear subsides

I see him now

Clearer than

before.

Within this man

lies love

so treasured.

I choose to hide

no more.

My child inside

so frighten.

Fearful

of pain, sorrow

and of joy

Yet, after one  night

wrapped inside of him

uncertainty

accepted.

I then

arose

once more.

Out of the darkness

this bitter sadness

of loneliness

and isolation.

Into his arms

so strong and inviting

oh him

I long to hold.

I need him now

so brightly beautiful,

his shining star

my guiding light.

I was lost

without purpose

until the moment

I meet his grace.

The instant

I glanced

upon his most

handsome face.

C  2013 MedusaMoon

JB.

His inner distress

encompassed me

I sat silent

unable to console

comfort

or offer solace.

He means the world to me

yet is unable to see

his beauty.

Amazingly creative

gentle, warm and kind.

My heart cries out to him

locked inside his detached mind.

Frustrated, depressed, alone

trying to relate

a world of confusion

struggles to understand

why he is different to I.

I wish to be a mirror

for his grace and awe

so he will notice

what I notice

fantastical, special man.

All my compassion and empathy

falls down around his feet

unable to relate to me

thus part of his defeat.

Be strong enough

to stand by his side

and offer him

unconditional loving nurture.

whilst ask for nothing in return

my challenge

as I learn to be with him.

He evokes me

my soul ablaze

I shine within his company.

He offers me

divine consolation

whenever the plight

of meaninglessness

surrounds me.

A gift

this man

whom I so need.

To walk beside me

as my friend.

In a world gone mad

it is he who permits me

to see the sense of it.

How cruel

that he can offer me

a universe of

wonderment and splendour.

While he is blind

to his own magnificence

or is able to see me

reflect his phenomenon.

My dearest friend

whom I called JB

I wish that you could feel

All that I see in thee.

MedusaMoon  © 2013

Joseph #2

In isolation

he suffers

the burning sensation

consumes his mind.

Clutching his brain

within his hands

removing all contents

just stop.

Behind an invisible

glass menagerie

staring outward at the world

pleading with me to relate

regardless how hard I try

I fail time again.

Fading fast

into a world

of misunderstood chaos.

The child within his being

disconnected, abandoned, unbeknown

tormenting daydreams

silent blood-curling screams

don’t leave me on my own.

To experience interconnectedness

I see, you have, not me.

Years of disillusion, confusion

“What the hell is wrong with me?”

Retracing steps

to gain a sense

of who he used to be

helplessness, hopelessness, desperation.

Night turns into day

“Why am I here?”

Countless answered questions

a continual battle to survive.

Oh how he sadness me

as he is just the most

amazing man,

so gifted, artistic, autistic, musician, magician,

Joseph…I so wish that you

could see

how brightly you shine.

MedusaMoon  © 2013

Forgiveness!

By holding on to the seemingly injustice i feel that others have perhaps ‘put upon’ me, thus causing me to harbour resentments.

I cause myself to be at dis-ease…

However, by letting go of projection and blame, i am able to free my ego from these thoughts and release these emotions. I am then more able to accept my part in the situation. For it may seem easier to cast blame than to own my part, but i have learnt through self-awareness that i can compassionately forgive who i feel have 
wronged me and thus liberate myself.

 

Medusa 2013

Seeking Truth!

Sometimes we need to be ‘stuck’ at a certain point in time, to be able to reflect and acknowledge who we are, how were got to be at this point and how we will be more than, or less than, we presently feel we are.

To be able to move forward, sometimes we need to go backwards. 

Stillness can be the place to find the resolution we seek, and we may not find the answers, yet believe that we have the inner knowledge to move forward. To hold faith that we shall travel a journey, that need not have a end in view, but a journey that is full of wonder and awe. 

That in itself is the beauty of life. Life is a gift, and here in the present, we shall find truth.

 

Medusa 2013

homes

Reblogged from A View from a Car Park:

We pan out to all the gods'

forgotten and wasted towns. Streets

are scatted with broad-hipped women,

crawled in from other lands. They come

and come again to steal our kids

and hack off limbs, to cram in boxes

dull, industrious lives. Beaches

stretch out to skies

filled with terracotta and the days

when we nestled in the space

between native breasts, drinking…

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Heartbreaking!

Drifting afloat

In the blackest nitesky

Falling into the abyss

So deep

Drowning in an icy pool

I begin to weep.

Lonely and blue

Fragile ice

Tears fall

I think of you.

Breakable flesh

Thinner than thin

Uncomfortable inside

My once thick skin.

Behind a waterfall

I hid my heart

Not to be touch

Cold as rock

Dead, so old.

Something inside me dies

I sit by the window of your soul

You do not see me

I remain still.

Mountains fall

My wonder crumbles

Dreams disturbed

But

Not before

I awake to see

You

Do not belong

To me.

Medusa  c 2012