A Poem by Adam Dustus
It wasn't a Sunday
Nobody around
Not looking for God
Not trying to be found
Not trying to be found
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Thinking about life
Spent as I tried
Remembering loved ones
Tears burning eyes
Tears burning eyes
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Been here before
Unlike deja vu
Memories circle
Spirit renews
Spirit renews
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While there may be
What many seek
Sensations, perceptions
Will often deceive
Will often deceive
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So why am I here?
Nothing seems clear
Alone in the chapel
Emptying fear
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Emptying fear
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I felt it Adam,the ending gently touched my heart..
ReplyDelete"Alone in the chapel
emptying fear"
Great Lines!! inviting peace :)thank you for sharing it on one stop, it is always a pleasure to read you :)
Alone? I beg to differ as the spirit softly whispers if we only care to listen.
ReplyDeleteLovely prose.
Adam- I feel a quiet hush as I read the last line.
ReplyDeleteso much searching in this poem, so little known.
I am soooo glad you are a partner in 1 Stop crime
Moon Smiles
@ DesertRose... thanks Abeer. So glad to see you in the One Stop mix! Great to have you as part of Wednesday too! Awesome.
ReplyDelete@ 5th Sister... alone in the literal sense, though I seldom write with one interpretation in mind. Thank you for the compliment :)
@ Leslie 1 Stop Crime? lol As for poem, well, moon smiles back at you.
cheers :)
Hi Dustus - i must have read this about 4 or 5 times now and each time it gets better...there is such an enormity to it...a great write from a great writer..thanks Pete
ReplyDeleteHey Pete. Appreciate that, as well as all your help in posting. Enjoy your weekend, my friend.
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I too like your closing lines Adam. Sometimes when we feel alone, we just need to feel like someone is there to hear our pain. Beautiful
ReplyDeleteSo true what you just wrote... "Sometimes when we feel alone, we just need to feel like someone is there to hear our pain." Makes such a difference :) Appreciate your comment, kkrige.
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"Emptying fear" - sounds like something has already started to happen
ReplyDeleteThat could be the case :)Thanks for reading and commenting, Claudia. cheers
ReplyDeletewonderful last line...there is lot of comfort in an empty chapel...so empty, so full. nicely payed dustus!
ReplyDelete"emptying fear" - there's nothing quite like an empty chapel to receive the fears.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem, dustus.
beautiful poem-"Sensations, perceptions Will often deceive" That line rings so true. And the last line is absolutely terrific too :) I had to read this twice!
ReplyDeleteA Chapel is a place that I love to visit..often. Your words express the reason. Thanks. :)
ReplyDeleteSounds as though your mind and heart were full of so much, that you were drawn to this place of comfort... Beautifully worded...hope all fear was emptied for the time being...
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So very lovely Adam, many of us, find varying ways of dealing with certain situations, seeking answers to questions....sometimes hard to find, the view of this is incredible in impact and emotion you hold, quite evident of your surrounding views...seems to me, somehow answers will be, or are already answered somehow within as well. Truly Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI feel such soul searching, calming, strengthening in this piece. There is something about an empty chapel, church or cathedral that reaches inside unlike one where there is a service happening. Or maybe the silence just allows one to reach inside oneself.
ReplyDeleteOh, this so captures the feel of enjoying the peace of a chapel all to oneself.
ReplyDeleteGreat to see you over here, Dustus!
xo
Nice pic too, of course.
Emptying fear... yes, I really like how you have expressed that. That's exactly what it feels like for me whenever I'm in a quiet place like that.
ReplyDeleteThanks for all the positive feedback on this poem. Enjoy the weekend, Everyone! Thanks for making my first TGIF Post on One Stop special. cheers :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Adam. You took a personal moment and made me recall. How many chapels?
ReplyDeleteLovely Adam, I felt the loneliness that you conveyed. The chapel becomes a cathedral, taking on awe and and dispelling fear. Good!!!
ReplyDeleteMany years ago, I would often go, in the middle of the day, and sit alone in the sanctuary of the church I attended. There was a great skylight in the center of the ceiling, and I would sit directly beneath it in silence...thinking. It was a peaceful way to find peace. This is a wonderful piece of poetry...
ReplyDeleteThank you.
Tracy H
Very nice piece Dustus, we find ourselves in same places during different parts of lives...those places seem to clear our mind that we may move on through the next step of the journey...you capture that well in this piece....bkm
ReplyDeletePerfectly beautiful poem ... both the sentiment and the symmetry! And when we empty the fear, what is left? Love! Thank you, Adam.
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