Capacity

Imagine sorrows digging a trench
A seemingly endless hole
Until the bottoms is filled with pain, grief and sadness

The base is so deep
So deep is the pain

In that trench of everlasting grief is a sign
A sign that the amount of suffering it takes to fill
Is the amount of depth it takes to complete

That feeling
Inspiring

Invert the pain
That trench…that feeling
That is your capacity of hope
That seemingly endless hole
Will one day be the seemingly endless mountain

The peaks arising
The beautiful horizon
Away from the pain
Away from the sorrow
Away from the darkness
Into the light
Joy and happiness

The capacity for pain
Is the capacity for Love
Inverted

 

People are too quick to dismiss emotions. People are too quick to evoke the wrong emotions. If we accept all feelings, painful and painless, then we might learn. -Enreal

“What does not kill me makes me stronger” -Friedrich Neitzsche

“Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, and shares the nature of infinity”
-Wordsworth

~ by enreal on July 22, 2008.

7 Responses to “Capacity”

  1. “The capacity for pain
    Is the capacity for Love
    Inverted”

    Awsome - so very true! It’s so very sad that some of us endure such pain; that we become numb and unfeeling. I have been there and I certainly have to keep an eye on myself to not slip into that numness again - but pain is such, especially emotional pain - that this does happen. Thanks Enreal for coaching me out of the near numness with your truthful, spiritual words.

    (((cordie))) it is I who am grateful… perhaps one day we will meet and you shall see… perhaps we already met… once in a dream

  2. Your words of truth evoked admiration. It was the real miracle. The reality of pain and grieve suddenly burst into blossom. Thank you dear Enreal. I’m going to shop for my daily bread and carry your words with myself now. Your poetry washed blind wall before me and the hope knocked on the heart again.I suddenly recognized far horizon underfoot - the beauty was here. All I needed was just not to lose it. That’s so easy. The comprehension of the moment reminded the way. It’s our response. That’s the sharing of the thank you that washes of grief over self and creates the new being of the children of the everlasting light in current trench of confusion and pain.

    (((tomas))) your words hold so much… they are radiating… thank you for sharing your thoughts with us… may you be blessed for eternity

  3. Wonderfully inspired thoughts. I love your blog makeover.

    (((Brad))) Thanks! :) Nice to see you here…

  4. Great flow of words. Every time I read this poem, I find myself enjoying it a little more.

    (((leafless))) you honor me with your words… thank you

  5. This is beautiful and filled with soul searching thoughts, Enreal…but your words always are. :)

    I am reading the book “The Seekers Guide” and I just read:

    “to accept pain ends suffering”

    I saw your words as a synchronicity.

    Love, Light, and Peace of Heart to you!

    (((Gypsy))) my eyes well from your heartfelt words… thank you for being here… thank you

  6. And a woman spoke, saying, “Tell us of Pain.”

    And he said:

    Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.

    Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.

    And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;

    And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.

    And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.

    Much of your pain is self-chosen.

    It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.

    Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:

    For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,

    And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.
    – Khalil Gibran

    ~Sea~ Thank you for sharing in your wisdom… I too am humbled by the knowledge of Khalil Gibran…

  7. Beautifully written but for me it is all summed up in the last part of the post. We can not have one without the other for it if were so then we would not understand the true beauty of laughter and happiness.

    ~sanity~ thank you for being here… indeed we can not have the glory of day without the darkness of night… we can not imagine the greatness of the universe without discovering the greatness of the mind

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