Just For Today . . . in the darkness . . . 8/10/12

Dear Holy friends,   Dry spells . . . we all have them. While I have been writing much recently, I have not sent my poetry out. I've been dealing with my own dry spell. The thing is I know some others who are too. A marriage ended, a relationship got nasty, a beloved pet died, a baby died, a pregnancy ended, a prodigal struggled, a lady miscarried, a mother died, a father died . . . and the list goes on. For me, writing the darkness is not an option, it is a necessity. This morning I felt led to share this with you all.     In The Darkness   writing in the darkness is tough makes it hard to see, without any light on things there's no poetry. the darkness wraps tentacles around heart and soul, thoughts and words won't organize heartache takes its toll, but writing in the darkness is the only way, to make sense of the senseless and get through the day. my soul feels the dark right now and gets weighted down, and writing in the pain is crying without sound. and somewhere in the darkness is a ray of light. words written on the pages help to make it right. one day darkness will retreat allowing room for light, and pages filled with sorrow helped within the fight.   ~Chandra Lynn Smith, 8/9/12~