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This poem is about the often relentless process of stripping away what we once thought to be true…

Like an onion each layer peels away little by little, however this can often feel so tiring as we wonder if we have learnt anything at all! But deep down we know there is a deeper purpose and meaning to the process. We just need to trust it.
Photographic art by Brooke Shaden

Everything is Dissolving
by Gwen Potts

Everything is dissolving
Such turbulent waters
Washing my soul
Clean and bear
All is dissolving
Over and over
The cycles of life
Stripping away
Can't bear it again!

Lost sea
Of yesterday’s sorrows
Strong, overwhelming tidal waves
That bombard my spirit
Throwing this weary body
Against the rocks of time
Undercurrents drag, twist and hurl
Spinning downward in the undercurrent
Lost in the roughest ocean
Of yesterday’s sorrow

Worn out patterns 
Revisited yet again
Pain and worry of the past reborn
Fear a very real illusion
Testing an honest spirit
Before new boundaries 
Can even hope to be born

Confusion strips away ego
Too tired now to fight
Lost dreams a mere delusion
Everything I thought was right
The right direction, path to follow
Now becoming obliterated
By a huge tidal wave
Of keen inner sight

Letting go
Or giving in?
As the onion sheds another layer
Yet looks so similar to before
Deep sadness pervades my being
All that was once so sure
Is lost in the sea
With no direction
Not knowing
Where, when or how
Or what shore
I will wash up upon
No certainty here at all

If asked to let go
Of all I see
Knowing I have no strength
To fuss or fight
Answerless questions
Just float through my mind
Observing the need
Ego desiring one particular thing
Watch it all pass by
On a cloud of energy
Consciousness morphing
Into whatever
God knows is best for me.
Photographic Art by Brooke Shaden

Gwen Potts: I live in the UK. I love to read all sort of spiritual articles, poetry and especially anything written from the heart. Poetry has always been a vehicle of expression for me, so they are always written about things I am currently working through.  If you resonate and would like to follow my Facebook page and my Soul Harmonic blog here, please do! It's most encouraging when people read and comment on the poems! I hope they will touch many people and let them know they are not alone in the depth of their feelings, as others are experiencing the same, somewhere out there. You may contact me through my Facebook page here." 

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