Wednesday, May 12, 2010

The Yoke

In this moment
The sun shines on my face.
I lose what I was:
Fear
Pain
Anger
Hate
Ignoring the crowds and the clamor,
I trade my burden for yours,
And I am weightless.

17 comments:

ThomG said...

this is light and airy, a great read for a dreary day on the plains.

anthonynorth said...

You've captured a great moment.

Leo said...

Carina, this was soothing...and true.. a lovely read, and one of my favorites in 3WW so far..! you've used the words effortlessly. :)

Leo said...

umm, if u r interested in a story meme, please do drop by at Thursday Tales.

:)

Andy Sewina said...

Love the progression, and the way you arrive at weightless!

Angel said...

Lovely piece.

pia said...

The ending was beautiful

Lilibeth said...

I love the way you used "Take my yoke upon you...and you shall find rest"

Tammy Brierly said...

Feeling weightless is gift indeed.

Ann (bunnygirl) said...

I like this. There really is something about taking on another's burdens that lightens our own. Funny how that works.

Amity said...

Beautiful one Carina...

written with much ease but with a great message!

Timothy P. Remp said...

Powerful piece. Thank you for sharing.

-Tim

http://timremp.blogspot.com/2010/05/adepta-sororitas.html

songofsea said...

Hi Carina,

Here thru 3WW.
Like the way u wrote this....gives the reader a good feeling as it ends on a positive note.
Cheers! Glad u could do that.:)

Dee Martin said...

Oh Carina - this is simply gorgeous!

Toi said...

for me this poem is spritual and
inspiring.

Katherine said...

A very beautiful piece.

one more believer said...

the title priceless