I am not sure if this is the right place to post this,if not forgive me.
I have found such comfort here,that I wanted to write a few words,in praise of all those who have helped me regain,some sense of peace and perspective.
The verse sums up my feelings,of searching for and eventually finding,a place that feels as comfortable as my home.
IN PRAISE OF ALL THINGS BETTERMOST.
Thoughts constant,bemusing in their profusion,
leading in directions of despair,confusion.
Wandering,searching spaces,in the belief
will be found solace,respite,relief
from this state of remorseless pain.
Which leaves no time,to ever regain
some sense of reality,or perspective,
nor stand back,regroup,so find objective
yet understanding,hearts,minds,ears
that listen.Humane,permitting tears
to fall unabated, healing.Soul needs to mend
with no need to explain,defend
to those,who have no understanding.
Emotions,unrelenting,so demanding
of attention,walking,talking,sleeping.
So continues the journey,still seeking
solutions,introspection leans towards vanity.
Questions,too absorbed,plunging,insanity
beckons.Then a glimpse,tangential,soothing host,
campfire,warming logs,to cold banish,BetterMost.
Haven,peace,tranquillity,applies bandage,balm,
so heart,once broken,fixed now.Breath slows,as calm
descends on eagle wings.Condemned,not here,fair,
appeasing,so stands,smiles,with ease casts off despair.
