Sunday, May 17, 2015

"Play Nice"


"Play nice," they said,
a redundancy to the Old Soul
that inhabited the girl child body.
An unnecessary admonition
to a heart that sopped up pain
like a kitchen sponge.
"Be sweet," they said,
as her eyes saw the deep sorrow
which lived beneath the rib cages
of this species.
"Be gentle," they said,
even as her touch
calmed and healed,
her words sighing a melody
of redemption and hope.
"Set boundaries," no one ever said.
So when the times came
when she was filled too full
to process,
she became Solitary
to weep away the Poison,
and worry over the conflict
between her Spirit
and the frail shell that housed it.
Wondering why if the Gift was given,
did it take this toll?
Wishing she had been placed
where the people leaked Joy.

"Our Lady of the Broken Heart"
Sophia Rosenberg
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16 comments:

  1. Lovely write, Sharon. It's beautiful. Here's cynicism expressed sweetly; not an easy feat. :-) My favorite line "wishing she had been placed where the people leaked joy." Leaking joy...how cool is that? Love it. Don't put away your pens and paper again. Keep writing. :-)

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  2. Thank you for the support you continue to give me, Elena! The words are coming now whether I will them or not, which is how it used to be. I don't think my Muse is going to let me forget her again, and that makes me glad! Thanks for stopping by!

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  3. So many time people are so busy trying to make someone better, to polish them, to bring them into the light... that their eyes fail to see that there is more beauty and power in the "girl child" than they can even imagine. And many times, to many... they heart what was pure and perfect.

    I hope her soul heals and stays that way. I hope she grows up enough to make her own decisions, and find a home were joy keep the walls standing and the plants growing.

    Wonderful progression, Sharon! And a testament to what often happens to those with enough empathy to feel everything...

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    1. Thank you, Magaly! This is very autobiographical for me. This is living as an empath and an energy healer. The drive to siphon pain from souls is so strong, but some souls must deal with the pain on their own, and it is imperative that empaths set boundaries. Something we do not often know how to do, or we are told is selfish.

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  4. The heartache bleeds through in every line. Sometimes solitude is the most healing gift one can give themselves.

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    1. Solitude can be such a gift given to ourselves. Thank you, Rommy, for seeing.

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  5. So eloquent of the empath's experience, Sharon.(and I wrote that before reading your comments above) but it is hard to have the kind of skin so thin that the pain of others can seep through, like an amoeba's wall--there is a separation, but it is permeable. It would be so much better --for all of us--if we could leak joy instead.

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    1. It truly would be. Thank you for coming by.

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  6. Lovely, Lovely, Lovely. Softly written with so much weight behind it all.

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    1. Thank you, Ben! I so appreciate your comments and encouragement!

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  7. So full of the pain that empathy can bring--yet also of its healing--how wonderful it would be if more people leaked joy. I love this one, Sharon.

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    1. Thank you, Hedgewitch! The world would be such a. Better place if we all leaked joy. I am so happy you understood.

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