No tear-drop in my eye
On this path of life
Towards this chamber
Serest passage of loneliness
Cold and hollow
As light wrestles dark
No sadness in my heart
Flakes of silence
Hold my spirit
In the empty space
Feel the rhythm
Pulse within my veins
Your love
Your power
Your presence
Your grace
Everywhere
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Written for Poetry Jam
Life From A Park Bench 
Alan, I like the progression of your poem and that in the end there is no sadness. And yes, His grace and power is everywhere. Thank you, Alan, for this.
I like the trust I can read in your words, even in ‘passage of loneliness’ and silence. You remind us that, even during those harder times, we are not really alone.
that is a strong pulse you have there alan…..smiles…
like those last lines
as i feel your heart beat.
Beautiful poem, Alan. We each may find our cure for loneliness, should we be willing to look for it…
Ah yes faith can and will always take us to the finishing line. Marvelous write. Have a nice Wednesday and thanks for dropping in at my blog
Much love…
Very well done Alan. To me it speaks of that invisible inner strength we can find in ourselves when we think we are all alone–and thus we are not really alone. Thank you for faithfully visiting my blog!
Just beautiful, Alan. Heart-filling!!!! I love it.
Beautiful…love “serest”…I’ve never used that one before!
“Flakes of silence / Hold my spirit” I so love the beautiful imagery here…the poem reads like a peaceful meditation…a lovely write Alan..
Flakes of silence
Hold my spirit
In the empty space…..This has such great feeling, wish I could write like that…so nice
Flakes of silence – just an incredible, evocative line: loaded with nuance.
This is what we all have to realise. This way we are never alone and can never be. Very well!
I like this a lot. Feeling the power of being alone with God – it’s a wonderful thing.
A very inspiring, moving and optimistic poem. It’s nice to believe there’s always someone there for us… Beautiful! Thanks for stopping by, Alan!
It is always God who will be there in the end when everyone else has fled the scene.!
I got the feeling this was spiritual. At least I thought so and so there’s so much comfort in that.
oh, so true your words are..loved it alan:)
True, we are really not alone, we are never alone.