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it all makes sense to me...

Wednesday, 19 November 2008 . 16:49

This is a poem I wrote out lately after a lecture about empathy which emerged these feelings in me. I guess I was thinking about what different people feel in different situations.

Contradictions

I wish to be hugged and left alone
I want a warm heart as strong as stone
I want to forget and remember it all
I want to stand up yet I'm dying to fall
I want to break down and cry it all out
I'm scared to be silent and i'm scared to shout
I want to speak up yet don't want to be heard
I feel chained down and as free as a bird
I want to fly far but the past ties me down
Responsibilities keep my feet on the ground
Suspicions and fears keep me alert
But I know i've been loved long before birth
So why is it I feel alone and confused?
Why does each experience leave my heart bruised?
Is it lack of confidence? Fear to open up?
Fear that things might happen? Fear to get in touch?
I'm about to trip...
I'm losing my grip...


Then I found this poem online:

So high above the world I'm flying
the only breeze is an angel sighing
The warm glow of the sun shines down on me
as I drift ever closer to my destiny
Floating through these beams so bright,
I push myself to reach new heights
I don't know when, but someday soon,
I'll be there dancing on the stars, on the moon
On the ground I hear them cry
to get back on earth, and out of the sky
I'm not meant to touch the stars,
They're just too bright, and much too far
And just when I stop flying, start falling
I hear the voice of an angel calling
I listen well to her sweet sound,
saying, Fly on, and don't ever look down


Then I received an unexpected e-mail saying:

"No matter what “chains” you may feel like you are in today, remember, we serve a God who’s in the business of setting people free. Remember, He has equipped you with His power. He’s promised to walk with you all the days of your life. When doors look closed all around you, when your surroundings look limited, when you feel like you’re in chains, remember, God is still at work in your life. Keep your hopes up. Keep expecting. Keep believing. Pray for those opportunities to be opened to you. If you fall, get right back up and press forward with even greater determination to accomplish the dream that God has planted in your heart. The prayer of the righteous avails much, so keep praying because He promises to break the chains and open doors of opportunity in your life."


does it make sense to you too?
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