Solace

crossing quotes into the desert of ambition and sensory overload,
acheing for a truth that resonates in the soul, mind and heart.
staying mellow is my goal for the moment, a steep climb from
where I stand, in the valley of mixed episodes of manic-depression.

chaos rules inside my brain, echoes of cries from down deep,
swooping and grapping, the hands of terror and excitement,
follow my every move, invade my every thought and emotion.
the journey is arduous, the provisions are few, a pill here, a pill there.

thank god for insurance, thank god I still have a job, thank god for
my wife, my family, my friends, my doctors, my counselors.
without a support system, I would be a ship lost in a sea full of
tempests and monsters, with no anchor, and no shore to sail to.

sometimes the whirlpools catch me in their spin, but I sail on,
and I break free, eventually, sometimes pirates attack, even
come aboard and tease my sanity with rape and pillage of my
stability and quietude. There is no peace in the storm.

But mirages sometimes turn out to be islands,
And a break comes with a smile and a helping hand,
A generous soul steps in to consider someone else’s woes,
my woes, my heart, my feelings, my thoughts.

Yes, there is a calm to the storm,
And an eye at the center of every hurricane.
I find solace somewhere, in some face full of concern,
in a suggestion that actually helps, a practical, earthly wisdom.

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Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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