Musing to Wise Up
Once. I don’t remember who. But I did it in an attempt to purge Daniel from my being. It did nothing but serve as a portal allowing nightmares, memories, and visions to reemerge from a grave I had apparently not dug deep enough.
What’s the point of fighting ghost. You can never touch them anyway. The same goes for nightmares, memories and demons that dance around me. I can’t touch them. It happened and now its over.
And dreams…nightmares are thoughts that invade my day. It means I’m still struggling to be present in this given moment.
In this moment let it all fall down.
These mistakes, I make all over again.
Let something wash me pure.
Not a passionless moment to purge Daniel from within me.
But something else to wash me pure.
Some balm in Gilead to heal me.
I hope the wells haven’t run dry in Gilead.
I hope we all do wise up.
I hope these mistakes are not a cycle of sin for my broken life.
I hope one day we are better and that we do beal.
And that forgiveness changes us
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