Independent Thought
There are too many rules inside this head, of what to love and what to dread,
Of whom to trust, and whom to fear, of when to speak and when to steer,
Away from one and towards another, and follow instead the words of a brother,
Where rests this inner truth that’s real, within spoon-fed morsels of how to feel,
In mountains high of indoctrinated texts and rivers wide of created sects,
Of where to stand, for what, and why, of when to grin and when to cry,
To find the answers, when none exist, to hear their echoes, when all just twists,
This tattered net, transitioning mesh, idealization of living flesh,
Curses at unwanted things, traps illusion in greed’s spindly strings,
Dark and nettled, bent to shape, the landscaped thoughts, thusly raped,
Of truth that breathes within the self, of passion, of love, of grace and stealth,
What kinship have thee, what ancestors whole, where is character bred, in life’s foothold,
Must I reap what others sow, and follow through where they too go,
Oh what of this seared misplaced soul, unraveled at seams from tellings told,
Draped and ripened in merriment, branded with steamed discontent,
Belly full, treasures vast, spirit bled for youthful gifts,
A charade, half-finished, that never ends, and claims the light of one again,
A painted canvas of needy spades, digging up foundation that was never made.
~ Samantha Craft, September 2012
Needy spades. Digging foundations never made…what an end and so unfinished yet poignant….life has a never ending series of challenges
Hey there, David. Nice treat to see you here. Life has never ending joys, too. 🙂 Thanks for reading and taking the time to comment. Great to hear your thoughts.
Wow!!
Hi Lostbythesea. 🙂 Thanks for the wow
Sorry to hear you’ve been sick, Sam. You expressed the universal condition well here. My mother always said that the only people who have no more problems to solve live in the cemetery. 🙂 She had a wry sense of humor. I miss her.
Oh, what a grand mother. Love that wry humor. I wonder if she passed any of that wry down to you…hehehe. I am sorry that she is no longer on earth with you. I imagine she smiles upon you daily.
Today is the first day that I think I see a light at the end of the tunnel from this virus. Thank you for your support. 🙂 Hope to have the energy to visit your works soon.
🙂 Hang in there.
As always, you have the best words to spread your thoughts. Beautifully written. I hope you are feeling well now. Take care. 🙂
Thank you for your very kind words. 🙂 Sam
Thinking of you Sam my sea sis ~ hoping you are feeling better. Your poem — oh so well depicts all the quandaries — all the riddles — all the push/pull – up/down dilemmas we must face on our journeys. You are right – how can we find the answers when none exist — and with all those ‘twists’… ahhh xxoo Love to you. Recover quick! Maybe no more merry-go-round rides for you — or at least next time bring some antibacterial gel w/you!!
Wonderful to read your words…..healing energy you have, dear sea sis. Still hanging on the couch. Less coughing today, and a bit lower fever. Seem to warm up in the evening time…what a bugger of a bug! So glad to hear you made it to the sea of healing waters. 🙂 Made my day. Yes….aniti-bacterial and steer clear of germ zones. lol. hugssss 🙂
Love it… get well soon..
Awe, thanks. Hope all is well in your part of the world. 🙂
Even sick you do well!
BB
Thanks, BB. Hope all is well.
Sam, I am amazed by your poetry, and it is very deep. I am glad you are doing a lot better. Lately there has been a lot of challenges of letting go of the ego, and a huge lesson i have learned is to stay committed to my inner twin, in order to connect with others. And connecting with one’s twin, has become more and more clear to let to of old ways of doing things that have not helped in the past. It is been really helpful to keep myself in the present by using positive thinking. Things and people are changing all the time. And with Asperger’s it seems like such a overwhelming thing, which is why i am glad i have worked at being more present and refrain from expecting people to act a certain way. This brings a lot of weight off and less anxiety. Other than all of that, life is going wonderfully. Thank you for always being so welcoming in Everyday Aspergers. I have love and deep appreciation for who you are and to communicate what you experience when it comes to Asperger’s and spirituality. This is the type of path i am on so far and am very grateful for the people and opportunities for change that have come in the present moments. Love you soul sister, as you are an amazing woman with a huge heart, who is passionate about helping people, but also learning to connect from within, which i find very essential to transcending all the thoughts swirling and cycling around the trigger points of past experiences. Bear hugs and love.
~Maya
deep….yep. 🙂 At least age is catching up to my deepness. Was very hard being that deep in high school. I am amazed by your soul maturity. So impressed with all you know and understand. You are so very wise beyond your years. Thank you for this beautiful comment. You are such a joy. 🙂 Bear hugs back to you soul sissy 🙂