The path less traveled (one can hope) !


“After great pain, a formal feeling comes—…”

I agree….

The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs –
The stiff Heart questions ‘was it He, that bore,’
And ‘Yesterday, or Centuries before’?
The Feet, mechanical, go round –
A Wooden way
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought –
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone –
This is the Hour of Lead –
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow –
First – Chill – then Stupor – then the letting go –

Ah to let go.  It is all mechanical. She had it so right. We move from moment to moment as if in a dream. It becomes so surreal…..

But we go on! We continue. Because we must! Yes, we do have a choice, and the choice is clear, at least to me, it is to go on…continue as best I can.  In a moment I feel like it is over; life as I know it! That this devastating thing, this horrendous moment in my life has caused my heart to cease beating;  at least beating for you. But it will continue to beat and it will get stronger as time passes….because I always have a choice.  That choice to lie down and succumb to the great sorrow, the pain of it all, or to get up and continue.
God gives us trials and tribulations to learn and grow from, I can bear that in mind as I start back on my journey. I can continue down this detour and get back out on the main road that leads to my destiny.
And so it is….that is where you will find me these days! Walking down that road, on my current detour, hitting a few bumps, and soon….soon, I will be back out on the main road.
And I will keep on walking….to reach my destiny.