The shelter of belonging.

While we are closer than we have ever been,

I feel more lonesome than I ever have.

 

Life seems so exciting in the tabloids,

Life seems so glossy on the screen.

 

But, yet, I feel so depleted.

So alone.

 

I feel more lonesome than I ever have.

 

I seek the healing and the shelter

of being in one with community.

 

I seek the healing and the consoling

from true relationship with another.

 

I seek to belong to this mother of ours,

this earth that we call home

 

I wander aimlessly to and fro like a

nomad in modern times.

 

While we are closer than we have ever been,

I feel more lonesome than I ever have.

 

In these dull reveries of days,

that flow on endlessly with unimportant

but seemingly important tasks,

I feel more lonesome than I ever have.

 

I am only a guest.  For one brief moment.

For one brief moment.

 

Instead, I am dragged to and fro like a puppet

away from true belonging

that is mine.

 

Where is the shelter of my belonging?

Take me in your arms,

and, hold me deep in your embrace.

O shelter of my belonging.

 

 

 

 

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