Looking Down
Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2014 4:31 pm
What was I doing looking at the floor again
swept in the sad tears of dark shadows,
and yesterday’s cast off dreams.
What was I doing letting my mind slowly seep
into the stream of persuasive anguish
that drown the focus of my heart’s song.
What was I doing when all above me was the sky
shining its beautiful and divine light
waiting for me to turn my face towards it.
Eyes too weary to look up and search for grace
I was head down in my lonely sorrow
looking at the floor again.
What was I doing?
© Stella Armour 2014