This piece inspires more than just hope, that gusto is within reach even though the times would tell us otherwise. Shortly before posting, a distraction from Facebook had me reading this sentiment…
“At the present time, I long only to sleep. I am sick of humanity.” by A. Camus
While Paul’s poem is certainly one of hope and optimism, a desire to experience, having both thoughts present in our beings seems to highlight the oddity that is 2020. We want for both and vacillate in between the two haphazardly it seems.
“Something in us is telling us we’re moving too fast, at a pace dictated by machines rather than anything human, and that unless we take conscious measures, we’ll permanently be out of breath.” Pico Iyer
Everyday at waking hoping,
longing for an
uprising of integrity,
a coup of love,
a kindness rebellion,
a riot of charity,
to overwhelm my senses,
and wash me with such gratitude,
that even now
I might breathe again
as I once did
This piece is so inspirational and filled with hope! It clearly shows us the metaphors for the downside of living being countered with the possibility of better things in the new day. I just loved this optimism!
Lift that chin which dropped in love Past hard time was best but tough Heart is not an object, humans are dove A full of hope Sky is always above
Hand me the now empty glass Want to pour in new dreams While drunk on the past ones I realize I have been sailing on a stream
Now a Beast
that purity of your soul shouts like a mistaken beast which not one can comprehend but take themselves as your feast
that purity of your soul knows the mind games they played pampering you enough to beast up until the monster they created is displayed
Kritika blogs at Undressed Thoughts. She has been writing since a year now and has one of her poems, ‘Red Nose’ published at Spillwords Press. Her blog consists of quotes, prose, short stories, artwork, photography and poetry.