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On a sizzling summer day,
With child fists clenched and dewy-eyed,
After all the molestation years,
I yelled at God for all I went through.
On a brisk autumn night,
With hopelessness in my heart
I lost all my faith in Him.
On a fierce winter afternoon,
Curiosity and a need to make sense
Took over the anger and fear.
I started with medical journals
About schizophrenia.
Without intent, I started to have empathy.
I understood the nightmare
He was going through in his turn.
Empathy towards the biggest monster
I have ever encountered, my father.
On a crisp spring morning,
Years later, I found out about
The abuse he went through
As a child.
Somehow, from somewhere,
I found forgiveness
And a determination to heal,
To break the chain of trauma.
On a magical summer eve,
I found Nirvana.
My world view changed suddenly,
As I learned that I know nothing of this world,
Except that its language is Love
And that God is in everything and
Everyone.
We are all divine, my dear!
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