Monday, February 13, 2012

The Opposite

I sought revenge
And misery sought me.
To recreate hell
Only recreates hell.
I then sought refuge
From the revenge I sought
And I began to love
Instead of hate.
With a still mind
I now sleep well.
The former hell
No longer dwells
Inside my heart.
Liberation only came
From seeking the opposite
Of what I thought I needed.
And all disease was quelled.
Not by force,
But by the opposite.

1 comment:

  1. Wow, beautiful. I always enjoy reading your poetry. This is so, so true. I needed to be reminded of this this morning. Thank you for your inspirational thoughts.