How strange life can be,
It’s not always as it seems,
What seems so right
What seems so wrong.
Go out, go out they say,
But pause just a little,
Before you go,
Maybe first there are things to know.
What we seek, it looks for us,
Hoping too, that in our search, we stop
It’s only ourselves we seek,
No more and yet no less.
It’s in the eyes this presence bright
Who would seek to subdue that light?
In oneself or others too,
That colour, it’s God’s own hue.
This little poem came together with a life of its own having met an old friend on a walk, a friend I hadn’t seen in a long time but knew had been unwell over recent years with a neurological condition.
His speech and walking were quite badly impaired but what struck me most were his eyes first and then the look on his face.
You see, he was all there, but more so than I had ever seen, more intent, stronger, more alive.
The thing is, he doesn’t have a neurological condition, his body does. The inner life of him is intact and even strengthened.
We cant always choose what happens to us, but we can choose who we are in dealing with it.
Guest Blogger Tim, UK
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