An Angel Just Passing Through
What happens when you show love and there is silence?
What does it mean when no one is really feeling you?
It is that the world is just so busy doing other things?
And they meant to get back with you even though they never do.
Could it be that it's not disrespect the fact that with no one I connect?
Could it be I'm an Angel just passing through?
When you love, give and share,
When you feel and weep in the same space as another to show you care
Yet when I hurt, when I fall, when I am alone constantly alone......
When you do and don't hit target and your dreams become deferred
and you wish so desperately that it would rain so that your teardrops can come through.
Am I even connected to the humans, these beings or is it all an illusion and I'm just passing through?
Why then don't I just wake up to the reality of it all?
Why did I even have to be on earth, did I break galactical law and had to fall?
Why is my duration seeming to be for an eternity?
What else is it my creator that you want me to do or see?
Where do I go in the now? Where is my place My Space?
Where is my bliss, my joy in it all? Where is the love to keep me standing tall?
Where do I work, live and grow? Where and with whom do I connect that my spirit may flow?
Where in this world do I contribute my greatness, pass on my power and my legacy?
Where do I place my pain so that I can stop feeling so blue or do I do the knowledge and remember that I'm an Angel Just Passing through?
How is it that I only want to love ,care, give and grow,
In a world that is often just so distant, indifferent and cold?
How can I not continue to give birth to the wisdom of love from above,
Which is my purpose, my mission, my mandate to do?
And count it all joy in knowing,
I am an angel just passing through.
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