We can hide from others both by hiding our bodies and especially our real selves; we can can even hide from our own souls through drugs and alcohol - for a while-, but will we ever be safe? Can we ever be unseen? Even by God - for those of us who believe?


Firefly's Hidingplace

Of wandering so weary
and so tired, weak and wane
Used to be so cheery
What use was there to gain

Nothing to gain, my partners
Nothing but pain

The sun is far too shiney
the moon has lost its glow
Myself, just ever whiney
Worse than my best worst foe

Nothing to live for, beetles
nothing left here

But lo! I found a cleft- see
in the middle of the rock
Think I'll slip so deftly
hide there, go for a walk

BeetleMaker will keep me
as He's always done before
when I was down and sleepy
None to bug me anymore

Much restoration, partners
much restoration

In the cleft I'll hide in safety
'til I'm healed right outside in
I'm happy here and maybe
when I exit free from sin

You'll creep in, my brothers
find healing for your souls









Poetry by betsy Firefly
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Written on 2007-01-01 at 07:05

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
something about this one leaves me feeling familiar spaces within... hard to explain though... the imagery catches my imagination too... this is truly a wonderful composition... bookmarked... :f xx
2007-01-14



Even those of us who don't believe can find much joy in reading a brilliant text like this :-)
2007-01-04


Rob Graber
I enjoy especially stanza 3; its final line woke me up and made me smile!
2007-01-01