27 April 2015

Sometimes

I don't want more than the honest interaction of people.
The constancy of the sound of an ocean.
The presence of loved ones in joy.
I wish for the gentle persistent sense of knowing that I am valued.

But sometimes I want more than this.
Sometimes I don't know what 'more' is.
Sometimes I just want to be entertained. 

Sometimes I just want presence.
Sometimes I would rather the solitary company of myself, 
As opposed to sharing space with the wearer of a hollow mask. 

Sometimes I want to be scared,
I want to know the fences of my comfort zones. 
I don't like having nothing left,
But it's then that I grow. 
Sometimes I want growth more than stasis.
Sometimes I want stillness, not stasis.

I crave the deep knowledge I am loved.
I crave knowing and being fully known by the Author 
It's all there is in the end,
Meaning in and of itself.

(workshopped and written with SdJ - her poems are here: http://skysconversationsinpoetry.blogspot.com.au/)