The Notion of Devotion
"Devotion is not measured by the ease of love, but by the depth of sacrifice in the darkest moments" CJB
Devotion is not the rain drop,
it's the rapids and the waterfall,
carving new paths through rock,
letting nothing remain untouched.
Devotion is not the warmth of love,
but the scream piercing a cold night,
the kind that alerts the missing,
the kind that insists on attention,
like the whir of an air-raid siren—
before the bombs drop fear.
It's not the feathered touch of kisses—
no, it’s the power of a mother,
clutching her child in a storm,
nails digging into mortal flesh,
saying, "You're safe! I'm with you!"
as the eye of the storm closes.
Devotion is the fight,
the battle against dark,
the refusal to let light dim—
even when the heart fails,
a tightening of the chest,
it's the effort to save it,
to keep it beating—STRONG!
It’s not the easy kind of love,
the one that flows like lies,
but the love that anchors,
like steel in saturated rock,
in the deep, in the dark,
in places where breath is scarce,
it's where the treasure lies.
Devotion is the promise,
you make when you know
the price might be everything,
but you say, "I’m paying it—
for as long as it takes!"
meaning every word,
every action,
every time.
It’s not what you give when it’s easy,
it’s when you give all when it's hard,
when giving means you become—
the echo of a voice in the void—
still cheering, still loving—
still devoted.
What does this have to do with Soul Happiness? I think this is why I love creating this type of poem the most. It helps to make the happier poems stand out.
What am I trying to say here? That you cannot have happiness beaming out of you like you're drugged up all the time. It gets annoying. I know I annoy people at times with my jolly soul. And that is why I especially love showing those people that I am not drunk on happiness. I understand it. I understand why they shirk away from wanting to smile, to show their happiness openly. Mention the soul, and they run for the hills.
I know how they feel because I was that skeptic; I still am by choice because it helps me keep an earthly grip on living this life as the system forces us to.
This poem is about showing you that in the toughest situations, in the dark times, in true devotion, that is where the power of love shines brightest because it is needed to be felt most.
Stay strong. Don't stay distant. Click the like button, don't be afraid to be kind and happy. I'll help as much as I can. Send me a chat by comment below.
Peace & Love.
