I am hanging in the balance <br />At a place we call mankind <br />Between the wisdom of the heart <br />And the reason of my mind <br /> <br />A cross is here for me to carry <br />The thorns for me prescribed <br />And every nail that pierce my hand <br />Has life's reality inscribed <br /> <br />I bow my head in humble prayer <br />My burdens won't get worse <br />But to every gift from heaven <br />The devil adds his curse <br /> <br />I sail through troubled waters <br />In a faint and fading light <br />And the beacons they are few <br />In the dark and empty night <br /> <br />I knock upon that door within <br />And try to find myself <br />To bring out that which saves me <br />And gives wholeness to my Self <br /> <br />For every autumn leaf that falls <br />A new life starts to climb <br />For every mind that dies to Self <br />The Kingdom's bells will chime <br /> <br />Copyright © 2009 Göran Gustafsson. All rights reserved<br /><br />Göran Gustafsson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beyond-belief-3/
