Interfaith Now
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Interfaith Now


Photo by Aarón Blanco Tejedor on Unsplash

The great sufferings are upon me —
they come when the stars are heavy with debt
& chalk lines of ancestors are crumbling
in mind & outstretched hands —
when an unseen history grabs you by the throat
throttles the bars of the nervous system
designed to defend against a sweeping
avalanche of childhood wrongs.
My protector — bless him — remains
at his post like that Japanese soldier
you learned about as hope began to dwindle.
You are still an island, bayonet in hand
waging a war long deceased except
for the glitch in the mind, a software
programme ready to take the fight to all comers
who have no idea what you’re saying.
Then, with relief, you remember it’s
all happening to a character within a dream
who for a moment became unglued
while you, the watcher, exist
eternally free from harm.

Copyright Simon Heathcote



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Simon Heathcote

Simon Heathcote

Psychotherapist writing on the human journey for some; irreverently for others; and poetry for myself; former newspaper editor.