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?
**** On Life's Journey
Research shows that, “in all cultures, the conviction that one’s predicament is hopeless may cause or hasten disintegration and death.” [Jerome and Julia Frank, Persuasion and Healing] The tools available to me to fight this disease are limited. Could it be that keeping hope alive is the strongest weapon in my arsenal?