A Leap of Faith

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A relentless need
to control his world
coils around him
like a constrictor snake,
silently wrapping itself
around his thoughts,
emotions, and dreary deeds.
Sometimes its skin
is colored the green of envy,
sometimes the red of angry
judgement and blame.
Over the days and years,
little by little, bit by bit,
this snake has squeezed the joy
out of his breath, strangled
the spontaneity from his arms
and legs, reduced his life
to a lonely yardstick, worn
and cracked from constant
measuring against impossible
standards, deadly demands.

Yet a tiny, inextinguishable fire
continues to burn in his belly,
and more and more now he winces
at its sparks. Can it be
that life is more forgiving
than he has known?
Can it be that surrender
to a mystery so much greater
than the gods our
fears and pride create
can truly unlock the door
to a peace he thought only
a dreamer’s dream?

Now as the sun edges behind
the dazzling luster of autumn,
his heart takes him to the edge
of the sheer cliff of a choice
he never knew was his to make.
And unknown to him, Love
waits in the wind to faithfully
carry him home.

© 2014 Dennis Ference

29 thoughts on “A Leap of Faith

    • I would love for you to reblog it. By the way, today’s post “A Broken Heart” was inspired by your sharing of your story in your blog and your courageous efforts to transcend the hurts. Peace.

      • Dennis…you have brought tears to my eyes as I read this. You are an amazing person and I am so grateful to have your energy in my life! Thank you! Everything you write touches me so…but I will have to read that post with a new perspective 🙂 And I will be over to re-blog a little later today…that poem just spoke eons of knowing to me!!! Thank you! ❤

  1. Oh….I do love this poem. We all come to that moment when we must look ourselves squarely in the face.
    The line that resonates with me is…”Can it be that life is more forgiving than he has known?” because that is precisely what I have discovered. I made life too too hard for too many years, when all the while, simplicity was right there…waiting to be touched.

    • My life experience has been that freedom comes paradoxically through surrender to that often cliched “higher power.” Yet, what that means for me has to be revisited just about daily and I find myself on that cliff again and again and again. One thing that is pretty consistent for me is that making a choice for freedom and the Spirit almost always involves a risk. Blessing and peace in your journey. –Dennis

  2. Dennis, this is utterly beautiful! Forgive me for making the last lines personal…will print it as a daily reminder whenever I’m on the cliff of life’s choices:
    “…And unknown to him (ME), Love
    waits in the wind to faithfully
    carry him (ME) home.
    Amen to that!! 🙂

  3. Dennis, this is one of your finest poems. It seems to me to be from your deepest soul. I love the lines “life reduced to a lonely yardstick” and “love awaits in the wind”. This makes me think of small personal risks for not grand things that if I choose to take will make my world wider and free. Thanks for giving me impetus.

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