Wintry Soul

Reflecting on my experience with reality I conclude that for me it runs on being able to maintain adequate economic support in a failing climate with my three spiritual fuels or capacities, namely; hope, faith and love.

So I say earnestly to this reality……

At the critical interface where robust tools would be able to apply these spiritual values.

I understand that I have been too paranoid to hope properly, too confused, doubtful or hesitant to exhibit faith firmly, too angry, anxious, depressed or guilty to express love realistically.

Many times I have had no confidence to express any of them soundly or succinctly.

The apparatus that would articulate them has been shattered or lost. Leaving me poor, forlorn and desolate. Useless to the outside world. A sick man. Wretched.

However my resilience teaches me that these great pillars of virtue still remain in abundance within me. It is just that their expression routinely gets lost.

They become visible again depending on the fluctuations of my daily health.

Therefore in the wrong hands or on a bad day I can be misunderstood or punished. For my attempts at expression which no one can relate to.

Falling victim to my own outburst rather than experiencing the ‘right thing’ to say at the ‘right time’ in this sinister world.

So I say to myself, “Be wary, wintry soul, for your thoughts, work and words may not correspond to the reality of the times.” I need the tools and skill in place to go about safely.

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