The Blues ain’t nothing But The Sun trying to Shine…
Feeling down, way down low,
not knowing where to turn,
or how to go.
Black and Blue-lonely too,
feeling like such a fool,
all grown, and never schooled
in matters of my Heart.
Longing to get high-
so high; to supply i and I
with the right wings I need to fly
and escape this limited existence
of estranged coincidence.
Hungering for attention,
a mirror, a real reflection-
in desperate need of affection;
a small dose will do-
just enough to see me through.
Oh! The absence of another’s presence,
the history and pure agony of it
leaves an aching, a waiting, a wanting
in my soul, that refuses to be filled
with just-anything.
It is time to be still, this I know,
a difficult pill to swallow,
when Ego wants to Go! Go! Go!
and give into the temptation
to persist in self-abnegation.
Defiant, defensive,
terrified of caving in,
freezes out tender feelings,
a battle ensues within.
Energy drains;
feels like I’m going insane
as I surrender to ancient fears and pains,
realising that they too are me, dying
to be acknowledged, and set free.
Enlightened, revelation dawns
forbidding, foreboding, clouds and storms;
reassuring vulnerabilities-
wizening out ambiguities, lets,
“And Still I Rise”
fresh air in.
A New Day arrives,
as rainbow coloured tears cry,
clearing grey skies,
gives way to golden rays
of sunshine, that throws my Soul
out, before me-Self-realised.
To this present, time
is where you find me
standing on the other side, Real Eyes In
That the Blues, the Blues ain’t nothing
But the Sun trying to Shine.
So maybe next time round,
when I am feeling upside down,
I will remember to let go, let God and pray-
and move my sweet behind
out of harm’s way!
Insperience, 2001