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"The Narrative" by Eric Wayne Flynn

Updated on August 1, 2015
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"The Narrative"

One story, unchanging, the incessant tale of breath

The tide, the ebb and flow of life, giving way unto death

So, here we are today, the challenges of tomorrow, for that we do not know

We continue, on we walk, down by the ocean, watching the waves as they go

Crashing; our spirits disperse, we the water on the shore

Fighting to stay here, may I indulge, to ask why, how and what for?

The test, as we pass, if we do well, belief be granted grace

Conquer and control desire, disciplined disciples, steadfast, working towards the promise of that place

A true freedom, somewhere out there, beyond the stars, the sun and the moon

Unto where evil can not touch our hearts, our souls, our open wounds

That we NOW live with, eating us up, day after day after day

The flesh, giveth way unto dust, as the spirit escapes us, so it goes, it flys away

Obsessively, watching us, as we interact in lust, with sin; this is how we entertain

Shadows, dancing, blind unto the light, outside our windows; the access, burrowing down, digging deep into this landscape of pain

Their lies; a distraction, a manipulation, a perversion

Festering inside

Stirring things up

Reforming the form of truth

Pray you hear the whisper

Pray you hear the voice

Pray you listen, comprehend, understand and obey

The conscience

The will

This test

The narrative



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      Eric Wayne Flynn 2 years ago from Providence, Rhode Island

      Thanks Jodah, your sentiments echo what I wrote back to Missy. In the end it is only words, and we do need action; nothing extraordinary, just a steadfast and balanced discipline that is powered from a higher place. My daily life is how I practice, and when I write it may be in step with preach or lip service. As a child the first thing I wanted to be was a preacher, but now I see it more important to be a practitioner. So, when I write such things, I am a tool; just as much as the paper or the pen or electronic device; I am in use and in service. Best to you,

      EWF

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      John Hansen 2 years ago from Queensland Australia

      The real challenge Eric, is acting on our conscience and actively doing something to really try to change the injustice and problems of the world. It is easy to pick up a pen and write about it...but then again that is better than nothing. I fone thing you write changes the way someone thinks or inspires them to act differently it is effective. Good poem.

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      Eric Wayne Flynn 2 years ago from Providence, Rhode Island

      Thank you very much Missy, I appreciate the kind words and the visit. I find it comforting that you think about such things on a daily basis; if more of us did we'd perhaps be better off; but, thinking is one thing, converting thought into action and motion is another, and there lies our biggest test, one that challenges us all; we do our best.

      EWF

      EWF

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      Missy Smith 2 years ago from Florida

      I thought this was a beautiful poem. It really touches on something I think about on a daily basis, probably something a lot of us think about on a daily basis. It's very well versed and written. Voting up and sharing! :)