Every now and then I write a poem. Though my poems usually follow no rules and probably some would not consider them poems at all, they are, however, feelings put in words. I felt the need to do it again. This “poem” captures some of my current thoughts and feelings … If it touches other people too, I will be happy.
Unrest
Into the depths of my soul
You have sunken your fingers of wisdom,
Pointing to the unrest inside,
Making sense of indescribable mess.
The quiet voice struggled,
It struggles no more.
You gave it strength and confidence
I know … I have to let it go,
And trust.
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