I drank in new life
my voice found
cried out simply to be fed
food for my bellies
activity to build my body
knowledge to nourish my mind
The feeding
often sweet
delivered times filled
with wonderful moments
and marvelous people
There were times the flavor
left a bitter taste
a feeling of aloness crept in
a time where I felt nobody cared
whether I was alive or in the grave
backs turned toward me
Depression
such a lonely place
empty of the one most important food
love
The Food of Life
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Brian mclaughlin
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The Food of Life
When we speak we are afraid our words will not be heard or welcomed. But when we are silent, we are still afraid. So it is better to speak. ~ Audre Lorde
Re: The Food of Life
Ah love!
The greatest of truths
The greatest of illusions!
Until one can somehow
Come to love the
Self
Where else can love come in?
It's hard
And long
And dark
And Neverending
But if you yourself are not worthy
Who else could be?
The greatest of truths
The greatest of illusions!
Until one can somehow
Come to love the
Self
Where else can love come in?
It's hard
And long
And dark
And Neverending
But if you yourself are not worthy
Who else could be?
Leave the letter that never begins to go find the latter that ever comes to end, written in smoke and blurred by mist and signed of solitude, sealed of night.
-James Joyce
-James Joyce
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