life writing

by walterdoege

my life?…life, life is not of mine…life is not a property…as love…love is not of mine…and loving, my loving, comes from we…me, you, and I must write: God. Dear Lord, Dear God, Dear Love, please let me be a loving one…I am begging that I want to keep going the loving path…despite the pain, the blue, the suffering, doubts, reasonings and understanding’s trial…let me only feel loving…I perceive loving…seems goodness…seems transcendence…and more…peace, freedom, confidence in goodness…confidence in the future building…perception that I am solitude…I am my solitude, but I am not alone…I can love…I am loved…I have nothing to give…I want receive nothing…I need to keep feeling loving presence…loving as my ground…loving as the ground of each human being…and, God, I pray: help me to feep confident in my loving…in people loving…in human goodness…in goodness…from my deep blue and woes, please, keep me in touch with loving…even facing bad things, love remains as my only viable crucible…help me to accept what is…help me to do what I have to do…with joy, with confidence…and reach what I can not…do what I can not…cure what I can not…I am a beggar, I love you