Hollow

Posted by enreal on

I can handle it.

For now.

Forever.

This feeling.

If only to be.

Here.

Within.

Surrounded.

By this.

Burden.

yet accepted

and wanted.

for all eternity

11 responses to “Hollow”

    • Summer… wouldn’t that be nice… tea, shopping… understanding does seem to come from peaceful times… thank you for being here constantly through, your energy is beautiful

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  5. I’ve begun to wonder quite what help I need to manage my mood swings, which are quite pronounced. But no one but those close to me know what goes on inside as I hide it well.
    Maybe if I were less guarded about my feelings, I would be helped?
    I don’t know. The last thing I want is to medicate myself out of feeling anything!!
    xx

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  6. Viv… to feel is the ultimate gift… I have a quote for you… its long, brace yourself…
    From The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran (my favorite book)

    On Joy and Sorrow
    Kahlil Gibran

    Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
    And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
    And how else can it be?
    The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
    Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
    And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
    When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
    When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

    Some of you say, “Joy is greater thar sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
    But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
    Together they come, and when one sits, alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

    Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
    Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
    When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.

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