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IS IT DEPRESSION?

I do not know why
I just feel I could cry
Then cry for the world
For dreams that are unfurled
For hopes that are dashed
Ideals that have crashed.


Yet is that all
is there not more?
Is it deep inside me
Though I cannot see.
Is it loved ones I have lost
Do I now count the cost?
Of that space that divide
The hollow inside.

Yet wait..
Outside not the same
The sun is shining again
Bought a beam to my heart
I am just a small part
Of the pattern the whole
I have my own role
That I have to live out
Within and without.
Oh Love that has found me
That Joy now surrounds me
Please help me to see
The whole picture, the scene
The truth not a dream!

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