Another hand will guide us

About the golden light what can I say?
Love is near so we don’t nave to pray
Enter into darkness without fear
Another hand will guide us, help us steer

I had lost my faith I was bereft
I could not speak, and sinking was my craft


Then a the soft bright cloud embraced my plight
I felt a presence and I saw the light.

All my senses mingled into one

I saw I felt I touched all thought was gone.

Tears ran down my face in gratitude

Through despair I felt my life renewed.

Why should I be helped when many die?
The mystery ,of God,the soul destroyed

Passing for normal

The face that was familiar was erased

Now I feel the emptiness within

A lonely heart,a mind that seems half crazed

By losing him,how greatly have I sinned?

The face so dear, seemed etched upon my heart

I did not see the writing on the wall

Now my heart is blank, how shall I start?

Never love another in this life?

Measure mathematics on a chart?

Learn the poet’s worth yet feel the knife?

The dagger in the heart, the loss of blood

Anaemic, faint and weak, where shall we go?

Like the chained up slaves felt, where is good?

The Arctic wastes of life, the frost the snow.

I smile and look contented , understood

My patient hands alone now sweat with blood

Demented people look like refugees

Like refugees demented people flee

They have no plans no place where they can be

In my nightmares I have felt like this

No surrounding arms to bring us bliss

The fear which seems irrational is not so

Would you be patient with no place to go?

Lucky refugees may find a home.

The elderly are lost, they scream and moan

Help me help me like a child they call.

There is no Eden after that great Fall

They long for death, the home they’re in appalls

Where is the Ark to rescue these lost souls?

They have nothing left to pay the toll

Mother father husband and young wife

Confusion takes the meaning from a life.

They do not pray because they are locked out

No church no Mass, no priest,no rites,but doubt.

The piteous hands held out for us to grasp

We turn away, unbearable the task

Where are we going?

I’ve wandered off the long known,beaten track

I did not see the warning signs commence.

Can either love or money bring me back?

I have no common sense I feel the lack.

I need support while living in suspense

I have wandered off the lonely track

I have no map or compass, life is bleak.

I have no witness for my own defense.

Can either love or money bring me back?

The sun has gone and all the world seems black

I see the signs but nothing makes much sense

I have stumbled of the beaten track.

Wave the wand and let the play commence

Spontaneous living needs no high finance

I have stumbled off the beaten track

Neither love nor money bring life back

Are you worried about your anxiety?

https://www.nytimes.com/2020/02/26/smarter-living/the-difference-between-worry-stress-and-anxiety.html

Mike Flemming copyright 20-22
  • Write your worries down. Research has shown that just eight to 10 minutes of writing can help calm obsessive thoughts.

Remember: Worry is helpful only if it leads to change, not if it turns into obsessive thoughts.

Acceptance may be the answer

 

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This is an interesting article about how acceptance is so important for us in order to live the best way we can. when we have problems,neuroses etc.This website,The Negative Psychologist is one I came upon when reading another blog here.

http://www.thenegativepsychologist.com/2013/02/acceptance/