reflection – The Hopeless Devotional

If At My End

If at my end

I can contend

I chose to live and love and mend,

My eyes will close

In sweet repose

No need to wrangle or pretend.

Thanks for Reading! Be Blessed!

If my poetry brings you joy, please give a gift to keep me going!

Turn the eye inward.

Let its gaze see and love all,

And resolve to heal.

Thanks for Reading! Be Blessed!

If my poetry touches you our brings you joy, give a gift to help keep me going!

Did I do this right?

Did I bear the Light?

I want to shake the feeling

That all I did was fight.

When the words grew sharpened tips

And flew like arrows in the Night,

Did I bear the shield of Love

Or let my own words take their flight?

Thanks for reading! Be Blessed!

A small, daily dose

Of silent, still reflection

Does infinite good.

I’m grateful to be sick,

Though it’s not what I would pick.

When there’s nothing I can do,

I can really think things through.

How is it that I live?

Is there more that I can give?

Should I perhaps be more aware

Of my need for more self-care?

It seems my inflammation

Is a chance for meditation.

So while it’s not delightful,

It is certainly insightful.

And I’ll never disrepect

A solid chance to self-reflect.