Fifty Shades of Redemption

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Fifty Shades of Redemption

Like ink on paper subtly changes the fabric of the universe

Mark by mark, letter becomes word, word becomes sentence,

Becomes history, the story of what is or what was.

You are written into my story, my soul.

Each gesture, sound, fragrance, touch, and emotion you etched,

You inscribed upon the deepest part of me.

I am changed.  I am altered and will forever carry you with me, in me.

You are a part of every thought and inhabit the space between every breath.

You went with me to frightening places and I with you.

Together we transformed the terror into our soul’s Hallelujah!

And restless terrible longing found rest.

Light shined in, and defeated the darkness if only for an instant.

The source of the demons that plagued and haunted our dreams

Both waking and in slumber.

28 thoughts on “Fifty Shades of Redemption

  1. Perhaps the point of the journey is to actually begin it cause once it really begins no point is needed. It just is. Like a bird’s song or the fragrance of honeysuckle or the laughter of a child. I think we fake ourselves out reading and writing and studying about the journey and never quite seem to begin it.

    • My husband I talk about this all the time. He believes that we’re here just to be and I think it’s cool to have a goal of some kind. I’m sure the answer (as many answers) is somewhere in between. Really like this one.

      • Yes mam. I wouldn’t argue much either way. I know less and less as I go. 🙂 I was just thinking in the direction of the “goal” of dancing or laughing or loving is in the dancing and the laughing and the loving not in the accimplishment of them. But there is a desire or goal or direction that leads us into the dancing and laughing and loving. But in the way I was meaning the “fun” is in the process not in the accomplishment of it. But these are just words. I would rather be dancing or laughing or loving. If I’m writing I’m not doing either of them. 🙂 I am so glad that you stop by here. You seem to be a thoughtful and lovely Soul.

  2. Another one of my favorites. GREAT music! I always felt like the poem was double edged. Couldn’t decide if it was really about your soul or about someone you’d lost…

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