Thank you for joining me for another episode of Poetic Resurrection. I must be open with you—life has recently been a tumultuous journey. I understand that this is merely a temporary phase, but my aspirations producing this podcast season with video and on a weekly basis have slipped through my fingers like sand. I’m healing from an injury, which has added to the complexity of my days. My father is unwell, and I’ve had to make multiple trips to Chicago to be by his side. Although the podcast was something I truly wished to pursue, the clarity and motivation seemed to elude me, like mist in the early morning light.
However, a silver lining shines through as my book, Inspire Me: Awakening Dreams, has garnered the most glowing reviews I’ve ever received for my writing. This book, a labor of love years in the making, delves deeply into the themes of grief while also exploring the triumph over personal obstacles through wisdom and the act of surrender. Today, I will delve into my poem “Lost for Words,” which reflects on navigating the complexities of our modern world and understanding our role within it. It speaks to overcoming life’s myriad challenges and realizing that we alone hold the power to transform the perceptions of our thoughts and emotions.
Lost for Words
Sometimes I’m lost for words
Seems a strange phrase
When you’re a poet and writer
But I am lost in words and thoughts
Sometimes I’m lost for words
When I see blatant discrimination
as others walk by and ignore
When I see verbal abuse
When I see others suffering
Sometimes I’m lost for words
When our country doesn’t stand for its people
but for those who yearn for the absolute
When selfishness is the norm
When abuse is acceptable
Sometimes I’m lost for words
When loving others is questioned
we love because we exist
When caring for one another is uncommon
When an act of kindness is unusual
Sometimes I’m lost for words
When religious followers use the Golden Rule
but fail to understand what it means
When you pick and choose where your honor rests
When it’s utilized to condone cruel behavior
But I do have faith in humanity
I had faith that when the pandemic was over
we would have learned our lessons
In accepting our neighbor, no matter the difference
In religion, in culture, in the color of our skin.
I wish for acceptance and love—the words I treasure
The words I yearn to hear and feel
the words that are success for the heart
Sometimes I find my words
In a smile, in kindness, and in hope