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Invite

Just a quick intro to this poem.  Counselling comes in so many forms, with some being much better than others. Trust me, I know!  People talk about “journeys”, and the word journey is sometimes used too tritely, too “luvvie”.  Well, my journey keeps changing.  I’ve got an invite to live life,live it better, live it without all the rubbish. So I’ve accepted the invitation. I don’t want all the misery/horror/cramping/numbness- I want, I need something different. So, here’s an invitation to get out of the corner(“No one puts Baby in a corner”) and grip life with both hands…

Invite

Thanks for remembering me; so kind of you to say
That you missed me, missed my laugh, my hugs.
Realising that I’m the one
You treasure is perfectly perfect.

You invite me to sit at a table full of sumptuous food,
Puts me in the mood to eat, to demolish every single morsel.
Not like the stuff I used to eat
Bush tucker trial kinda food.

No, this is delicious, mouth wateringly gorgeous
Just enough to sustain, maintain me and make me feel that I’m
Filled with love to the brim and then some.

Bubbling up inside
My love for you is something so divine, so in time
With your heartbeat, with your arm wrapped
Around my shoulders.
A whisper of love, like Turkish delight
Cleansing and sweetening my soul.

And this table you’ve prepared is for me.
And the invite is for me to come, sit, eat, relax
Chill out in your company, be your honoured guest
Not just for today but for every second.

The old, decrepit table has gone, been pushed away, no need to sit
There again.

And I’m here, with you.
Invited.
I’m not going anywhere.
I’m staying with you.

 

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Author:

There's always stuff in life we're not sure of. I'm thankful , and eternally grateful, to have a love for God. Yes, I've put my life, my family, my everyday existence, into God's more than capable hands. Some would say I'm mad, some would pooh pooh the idea... As General Melchett once remarked in Blackadder Goes Forth.."You know, if there's one thing I've learnt from being in the Army, it's never ignore a pooh-pooh. I knew a Major, who got pooh-poohed, made the mistake of ignoring the pooh-pooh. He pooh-poohed it! Fatal error! 'Cos it turned out all along that the soldier who pooh-poohed him had been pooh-poohing a lot of other officers who pooh-poohed their pooh-poohs. In the end, we had to disband the regiment. Morale totally destroyed... by pooh-pooh!" So, have a read, have a think. I don't have all the answers, but I know a man who has ;-)

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