As a child
was I thoughtless
or just thought less?
Less to think about?
Was there really less to see,
less to love?
For life was never loveless.
As a man
I have given so much away, I guess,
less love left,
less to give,
Does it grow back,
like children grow
and learn and know
before becoming thoughtless again,
before taking more of their share,
before leaving less for the rest?
Less to give. More gone. What rests?
But I am not a noisy nothing
because I have emptied love
into other hearts,
But now, with the knowledge
that I no longer know less,
I know this:
I am not less than the child
who once thought less,
I am not less than the man
who once loved more.
in the mirror, dimly,
and sometimes clearly,
those pieces that have parted
and the person that remains,
someone between child and man,
somewhere between innocence
and all the light that is dimmer after its loss,
somewhere between the thinking
and the taking and the being taken,
between it all,
looking back, reaching out,
holding up the faith that has fallen
and regarding the fate that is waiting,
reflecting the hope that the child sees
and the one that every man needs,
up the love
that will always be
at home in my heart,
whether or not I am
framed by someone
or single, just me.
For even if it is just one
it is far from none.
I am not nothing and never will be.
This I used to know in part
but now I know in full.
All words and pictures by Damien B. Donnelly
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9 thoughts on “I CAME TO THE CITY, PART 11; CORRECTING CORINTHIANS”
Your poems always have such a profundity. To be read and reread.
Well that is truly the most beloved comment ever! Especially from you! Thank you Jane! 😊😙☘️
It’s a sincere one 🙂
I always enjoy the way you play with words. And so much emotion behind and between. (K)
Smiling and blushing while reading this comment xx
This is a wonderful series. You don’t need to blush!
“I am not nothing and never will be.
This I used to know this in part
but now I know in full.”
You are wise and thoughtful. ❤
There’s always the hope of wisdom, along with the understanding and acceptance of “this is how it is.” Enjoy it! Happy Weekend xx
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