I would so love to be one of those people who go through something hard and bounce back super-quick. One of those people who is super positive all the time, sees the bright side, enjoys the good weather, all that crap. I am not one of those people, I take things seriously. Hurts hurt me for a long time. There is much poetry and journaling involved in getting over something. I go through a spectrum of emotions, each with its own pain and redemption and side effects. No matter how much I wish I could do things differently, that is how I cope with life, and I’ve never figured out a way to do it differently.
Lately I don’t have much to say about the world, which is probably why there hasn’t been much blogging of late. I’m really hoping this is a phase, because I’m pretty sure that a poet without anything to say about the world is going to be out of a job before long. That being the case for the moment, I thought I would post one of my coping poems for today and hope for better things by the end of the week. This is a lovely little number entitled “New Souls.”
To the place of new souls
I will direct my prayers
To the place where you’re waiting
For a body that will work
Perhaps you are right to delay
To wait for one that’s good enough
I already know
That your soul is bright and beautiful
Because I have known you a short time
And I have dreamed of you
When the moon casts light on my sleeping
I have prayed for you
Before I knew of your existence
Hear me, new soul
And don’t let my words fall
Hear me, new soul
And don’t let your soul be lost
Don’t leave now
Because these cells could not hold you
Wait for me
Wait for something better
I love you with an intensity
No one will ever describe
And I will mourn for you forever
If you never walk by my side
To the place of new souls
I will direct my prayers
My Lord said that he has you
And so I will not despair