The inner world of each of us

[markdohle]

The inner world of each of us

The death to self is an inward journey,
my  duel with my fragmented self,
where wounds inflicted by those I love
at a tender age before reason  took root,
shattering my inward unity,
like broken glass spread upon a wooden floor.

O Lord help me to embrace my journey,
not fearing what I experience and see within,
for surrounded by this whirlpool of confusion and fear
you wait for me to trust allowing me to let you in,
to trust in your loving gaze
looking to you amidst the struggle,
to walk upon the water looking only at you,
and if I sink overcome by  the storm
yet you pull me back up again.

Each day is enough for the journey,
healing comes by understanding
that all my  days of life are ‘now’,
no matter the year or time,
forit all flows forward yet standing still,
for when young, or adult or finally in old age
all we have is today, this moment,
hopefully with opened heart embraced.

As with me so I believe with all,
my union with you draws me deeper
into the heart of all humanity.

Our Father who art in heaven, you see each one
as your only beloved Child.