john o'connell

Rookie (11.12.1949 / Limerick, Ireland)

When We Are Destitute Of Feeling - Poem by john o'connell

when we are destitute of feeling;
when we are in possession of nothing
and are left gaping into the void
You often appear to comfort and help.
when we are bewildered,
staring the faceless abyss
of the mind's emptyness
and heart's yearnings
in the eye
Your sudden presence
transforms everything and all.
when the wilderness stifles,
clogging up our throats
and hindering an impending scream
You respond to our despairing trust
with your all-embracing strength.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 12, 2010



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