Jeffrey A. Swim
Jeffrey A. Swim Poems
|1.||Pain Of Birth, Or Something Like That...||12/27/2005|
|2.||Edge Of My Soul||3/30/2009|
|3.||Together In Life||3/30/2009|
|5.||My Little Sis||3/30/2009|
|8.||Boxes Of Things||9/15/2005|
|9.||Vehicle Of Awareness||9/15/2005|
|10.||The Child Cries||9/15/2005|
|11.||The Ebbed Flower||9/15/2005|
|12.||The Hiding Place||9/15/2005|
|13.||A Boy Has Grown||6/21/2010|
|14.||Words Of Love||9/15/2005|
Words Of Love
These are words of life. These are words of soul. These are words of self. In the spirit world we find conflict in truths we have been told. We find conflict in internal elements we attempt to hold. We reach for the pure. We reach for the peace. We reach for things beyond our grasp we hope to unfold.
This is a story of sadness. A story of pain in a beautiful form. The story of a world in which we are born. We birth ourselves to knowledge without understanding. We birth ourselves to love with the promise of serenity. Only what comes before us we don’t always want to see.
I search ...