I sit in still reflection,
Watching the space within,
Not sure of any difference,
Between the sinner and the sin.
With the fire deep inside me,
Burning strong and bright,
I can withdraw from all the games we play,
With the demons of the night.
There is nothing they can do to me,
Though I’m certain they will try,
For it is my strength to pick and choose,
What I will and won’t deny.
It is in our silent absence,
Amidst the demons that we blame,
That the warrior within you,
Will light that fighter’s flame.
The rock once hewn through misery,
The heart once cracked in kind,
Will stare the demons in their eyes,
And drive them from my mind.
Alone I’m meant to face the world,
In life, and death, the same,
Yet in the end an utterance,
I will whisper out your name.
There are no fairy tales in life it seems,
No storied, joyful ends,
It’s just the way we see the world,
As the hourglass descends.
No guarantees I have today,
Just a will to stand and fight,
And love the world through strength and truth,
Despite the demons of the night.
TG (2018)
This is beautiful man. I love your writing, thoughts and words. You have an amazing talent. Thank you
Thank you Paul! That means so much…
Tom,
This is beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you! <3