“A poem is the very image of life expressed in its eternal truth.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Friday, June 28, 2013

For Some of Us …


Isolation costs
access to warm affection,
loneliness imposed.

Deprivation brings
denial of love’s wellspring.
Emotions are numbed.

Weighed by loneliness,
how does one sustain spirit
to find a way out?

7 comments:

Gail said...

HI JUDY - I learned or perhaps integrated that energy cannot be destryoed or creatd, it simply always is. I believe love is energy so in our gueit times of isolation and oneness we ar still of loves energy because it i s always there to tap so to sustain us when the supply is not being replenished in new ways. Feel the love-energy all around you. I promise it is there.
Love Gail
peace....

Karen said...

I've been pondering this poem for a while Judy. I think having a chronic debilitating disease imposes it's own type of isolation. It goes beyond being physically isolated from others. Even in a room full of people I can feel lonely because of my circumstance. I think I self isolate at times. I have a tendency to think that no one really understands, so I go into my shell, so to speak.

I think the best way to sustain spirit, is to look beyond the disease and ourselves, and seek opportunities to reach out to others, who may be in greater need.

I volunteer at my FIL's retirement residence once a week. I don't"do" much really. Just talk, listen, hold a hand, or help with letter writing, or organizing photo albums etc..

A shared smile, a laugh, or hug, can make so much difference in these people's lives...and in mine.

Mary Gerdt said...

Great poem Judy. I think MS interrupts communication several ways. By feeling like crap I have this dragon chewing me up, nobody cares and I cannot tell anyone. And the scars interrupt the ? aura or energy or something. The other person too, often feels like a friend said, what do I say that is right? They feel bad for you but they cannot say anything to help it. Have a great day Judy.

climbingdownhill said...

I have been visiting your poetry for awhile and appreciate the way you are able to express yourself. Thank you for writing about what many of us know and allowing us to feel understood through your words.

Judy at Peace Be With You said...

Gail, thank you for reminding me of what is around me always, if I can just see it.

Karen, I too have been pondering this poem, long before I actually wrote anything down. I agree that the illness tends to isolate. I also agree that one has some control over moving beyond the isolation. I love your idea of volunteering and I have started to think about how that might apply to my situation. My first reaction is to say, but I can’t! I’m too sick. But, I’m sure there is something I can do.

Mary, I so agree with you that it is hard to share this with others. That’s what this blog helps me to do in a safe way, with people who understand.

CDA, how great to see your presence here and to find out that you’ve been reading me all along. I’m especially pleased that you find my words helpful.

Anonyms said...

Another good one. Thanks Judy.

Judy at Peace Be With You said...

You're welcome, Anonyms.