Clouds Rolling In

Wolves Den Crew
The way it was…
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The way it is…
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One more sacred fire, out.

 

“CLOUDS ROLLING IN”

The storm is on the horizon…

I feel the clouds rolling in,

the wind whispers,

the chill bares down,

slowly.

And I,

lost in the fog of disillusion.

Alone.

Not wanting to believe

knowing more than I wanted to know…

Surrounded by good intentions,

in this place I call home.

And the clouds come rolling in,

again.

 

Falling to my knees,

words mixed with tears

answered in silence.

Direction remains unclear.

Way to turn,

who to give trust,

where to stake down

Getting harder-

this stand…

Enemy

on all sides,

even among those I called friend.

And the clouds come rolling in,

again…

 

Day’s shortened now…

level of pain grows,

with the chill felt in these bones…

On my knees,

listening

for clarity

in the storm

Darkness is a presence,

an entity…

so tired of this perennial battleground,

and the clouds

rolling….

rolling…

always rolling in,

again.

Is there no saving

a daughter lost…

lost in a cloudy fog?

 

not – a – sound

 

and I,

blinded-

at every turn

overcome,

clouds surround,

inevitable this

spiral of descent…

once more,

comes the down,

predictable

seasonal brokenness

of me-

Lost

to cloud-cover…

 

-eab

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lay This Burden Down

The fight was on

before arrival.

Same as every fight…

Energy-

dark as night.

The spirit can’t be heard,

unable to guide.

Almost,

lost in the quagmire…

Then came a fire’s light,

contained in embers

meant to seed,

when the time is right.

 

In the night,

through fall of rain,

and bitter tears,

the spirit whispers wisdom.

Quiets my soul.

 

“The love has been planted.

Lay this burden down.

The message of Unity,

is calling now.”

 

I have seen the true nature of evil.

I know now,

the true face.

The enemy-

presents in divisiveness.

It IS the sickness,

fueled of ego’s greed.

 

The time is coming…

I shall lay THIS burden down.

 

Run Away…

A challenge set before me,

on this path I walk.

feels most cumbersome

overwhelms,

in its complexity

The Pause –

to breathe…

Today, I want to run

NOT

hold this space

tedious the task…

too great?

 

Like children

running wild

ram-shot over

and over

again.

Turned away guidance,

lost in the milieu

of lies self told,

drowning out all reason…

but the reason they’ve given my tears..

flowing

 

so tired…

so needed…

This burden

to bare…?

 

Today I want to run…