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~ In Pools Of Faith ~

~ In Pools Of Faith ~

In one's final desperation
There exists a deep silence
Upon an island of trust
A belief in the glory of connectedness
And naked in this unfamiliar darkness

On my knees, I pray hard
And I cry alone,
In pools of faith....

I taste the fear of loneliness
And my pain

Takes me into its oblivion
Where a solitary, steadfast, flame
Warms the way
Appreciating the death of me
And the resurrection
Of my faith
Born of that very loneliness
Strengthened by the pain
And affording me the hope
That I shall love and live
Forever's promise
For it is through life's many
Trials and tribulations
That I have been propelled
Into understanding the nature of energy
Its astounding immortality
That light that illuminates the soul
The bargain struck so long ago
The reason
To stand on the shoulders of time
To bravely close one's eyes
To eagerly take a dive
Perhaps a knowing glide
In pools of faith...

Tony Taylor
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Marion

I think perhaps you have written, so eloquently, of the dark night of the soul Tony. It would appear one must be completely abandoned to know true and beautiful light once more. Me and god are falling out on this principle but it cannot be denied that you have written a very beautiful poem here ...hugs x

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Tony Taylor

Thank you MARION!!......I am ALWAYS so pleased to hear from you....hear what you have to say....your comments are always looked forward to....in this case I have to say that, like TERRY inferred, suffering isn't necessary for the equation to bear fruit.Β  But in my personal opinion suffering is an added benefit (to an extent of course) and can help throw unexpected light on the darkness of the whole!!......thanx again you beautiful being!....LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xoΒ  : )

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Marion

Hi Tony, no of course not...many people live happy fulfilled lives with little or no real traumatic unexpected suffering..I know such people as I'm sure you do . I also think the more we 'think' the deeper we suffer even when all is well. The benefit.. for me...is heightened awareness of beauty in the small things. I am set on a course these days of near death experience research so it is also possible to find a light in the dark...maybe. Stay well my friend x

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Terry Reeves

Hi Tony,
Interesting poem - also what Marion
has to say. Do we have to suffer in order
to gain appreciation - not necessarily.
love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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Tony Taylor

Thanx so much man!!......I think I know what you mean TERRY!!.....but life IS suffering to some extent....I mean don't you recall the very first moment you became truly aware of the fact that you HAD to die??......I know this seems to be blowing it out of proportion but like EVERYTHING in this life.....It's all a matter of personal perspective!!.......thanx again T!!.....I appreciate you brother....I do indeed!!......Stay groovy!!......T xoΒ  : )

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Gwendoline

Hello Tony :) this for me is just so beautiful in its intent and delivery. You draw the reader into that internal journey many of us travel. Exquisitely penned are these solitary thoughts that faith conjures inside the heart and mind of an individual, who faces mortality with a strong sense of purpose and freedom. Isn’t that what we all desire as we each journey on through this particular life span ? Faith oozes out of every line, with a divine intellect we all wish and long to understand and make peace with. A stunning poem xxΒ 

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John Prophet

Pain and suffering are fundamental elements to existence. No way around.
How we deal and react is the trick. Great write Tony.
JP

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GREG TUCKER THE...

TonyΒ 
You know there is tranquility in pain.Β  You have expressed something that I often feel.Β  My pain is grief.Β  It burdens me but it also opens a pathway for opportunities that I never would have had before.Β  It widens perception.Β  Great ink bro.
Thanks
Greg

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Liliana of the ...

Oh wow so heart on your sleeve here.Β 
So very much.Β 
appreciatedΒ  your brutal honestlyΒ 
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Deb

island of trust I like how you express your words really laid back and cool I love the artwork to 😊✌🏼My faith I hope holds the immortality of everything and everyone great 😊 

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Regina Wead

Dear Brother I am sending you eternal Love and Light now and always. Please allow and accept its place in the yin and yang of human existence.Β  Turn water into wine daily. Love and Hugs

P.S. really loving the photos attached to your poems.Β  You are awesome and incredibly loved by me.Β  Β 

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Tony Taylor

WOW!! SIS!!...YAY!!...I am so happy that you found this site....and that you are reading and commenting on my stuff....you are the only person in this whole HUGE family of ours to comment on my poetry....you have no idea how much that means to me!!....I Love you Gina!!.....and thanx again....talk soon!!......Glide on Love!!.....T xoΒ  :Β  )

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Regina Wead

I LOVVVE your poems, as much as I love you.Β  I promise to read at least one per week.Β  I see you have a new one...my dearest me!Β Β 

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