The road called life
On the road called life, as I
Filled with flowers of many a
Thorns and thistles and
Filling my path, with
Long is the road, well lit
When a friend comes in like a
beacon of light,
Darkness shrouds it, as the
With troubles and thorns,
playing their part!
An inspiring word would be all we need,
A simple smile, will happiness breed,
An extended hand, a helping gesture,
Would make this world, infinitely better!
But sullen faces are all I see,
Divisions of races, clans and spaces,
Each fighting the other,
Like brother against brother.
Is love so hard a thing to
Is it rare to find it here?
Give it and it shall return
Doubled, multifold is all I
I acquainted a thorn, on the
It pierced my feet and drew
My feet hurt not, but my
That is still, the bleeding
May be you are a thorn, but I
see your need,
You could be the fence that
protects the seeds,
The fierce warning to the
The marauder, of the blooms!
All have a purpose, in this life,
Thorns and thistles, all alike,
Hide the thorns with loving care,
And the roses will have a showing fair!
I offered my hand of help to you,
You tripped me down and walked over me,
But I shall not remain there for long, you see,
I rise up again, to be the person I can be!
Bitterness will never fill my soul,
For I will see, the roses alone,
I will fill my heart with songs of love,
And give them to those who will allow!!
My path is beautiful, for my
thoughts are clear,
My soul is like water, still
Your stones may cause the
ripples to form,
But after a while I shall
The peace of God within me
Takes me through, my every
Fills my every moment with
May be you need it more my
Precious to me, will you always
For God has brought you in my
No matter what, I shall
remain your friend,
Since the day it all begun.
Life goes on, my path winds and turns,
I will, I meet those who spit and spurn,
Nothing shall stop me from spreading this love,
For love, joy and peace comes from above!!
Sophie (author) on February 01, 2012:
Thank you reikeieffect, I appreciate your wise words. It is hard, but not impossible..Love did change many things then ..when I wrote this poem.. it continues to change the world... at least my world. Thank you for your lovely comment. Have a wonderful day. God Bless!
reikieffect on February 01, 2012:
Every word on your poem reflects your kindness and loving nature. It is hard to continue loving others when they hurt you, but you do it with great compassion. Never change that part of you sofs. up!!
Sophie (author) on March 27, 2011:
WE, when I wrote this I was hurting badly, though I know how to hold my horses. Since then much water has flowed. Love never fails, love is patient and kind. Each experience is a process of growth and refinement. Well of course there are moments when you want to run away from pain, especially the pain of rejection... but you never learn from it, you just become bitter. I have learned and so has my friend, we have grown. But writing this helped me greatly at that point of time.
Thank you, WE I appreciate the fact that you recognized me for what I am, though am not without flaws.
Website Examiner on March 27, 2011:
Your loving and caring nature was always obvious to me since I first laid eyes on you. I saw immediately that you represent something unique on HubPages. Your good heart and spirit are so evident.
If you have been trampled upon or let down, that saddens me to hear; even though you may have recovered well, it does one no good to be disappointed. Still, let us believe in a natural selection process, that new liasons can be created to replace the broken ones, and the new ones turn out to be good and real.
Absolutely marvelous poem, very deep and refined. I am impressed. W.E.
Sophie (author) on February 01, 2011:
Thank you Peggy, sometimes you do have to walk through thorns and thistles, but your faith and your values keep you going. This was written at a time of trial... my faith has seen me through as it always does. Love you Peggy. Thanks for all the promotion that you are doing for me. May God bless you abundantly!
Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on February 01, 2011:
What a terrific poem! You must be a wonderful person to have as a friend! I love the symbolism in this poem. Despite the thorns...despite the rocks...roses bloom and the waters return to being calm. Rating this up and beautiful and this is another one of your hubs I'll be sharing on FB and tweeting. THANKS!
Sophie (author) on November 13, 2010:
Paradise, lovely to have you back. Glad that you like the poem. Thank you for stopping by and letting me know. God Bless!
Paradise7 from Upstate New York on November 13, 2010:
Really lovely poem, thank you.
Sophie (author) on November 07, 2010:
D A L can we ever get away from nature... we breathe it, we live it and love it! The words are just the emotions that flow...Thank you for voting it up. D A L, you comments are like fresh rain on the earth..... Thank You. God Bless!
Dave from Lancashire north west England on November 07, 2010:
sofs you have created this beautiful poetry by entwining your words with nature. You are very talented. Love this one. rated up. thank you.
Sophie (author) on November 06, 2010:
Thank you Gypsy48, I do appreciate your comment, thanks for stopping by... I need to acquaint myself with you and read more of your stuff. God Bless!
Gypsy48 on November 05, 2010:
Beautiful thoughts and words! Well done.
Sophie (author) on November 05, 2010:
Yes Tim, I am learning, that the offer of compassion is not always acceptable to all, sometimes you also become the object of ire..
But nothing or no one you can deter you from doing the good work that you purpose to do...I am learning one lesson so forcefully that I need not ever be limited by my circumstances.
Tim, the understanding in your words, I am sure will help me march forward in this life that I have chosen for myself.
Tim Nichol from Me to You on November 05, 2010:
Aww..sofs. Such heartfelt words. It's sad that some people aren't always willing to accept the hand of compassion that you offer. Well, at least you can be at peace, knowing your heart is in the right place. Well done.