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Moon by DawnBrightmoon
Distress wracked my soul as the battle did rage
Within the chambers of my heart, its veritable cage,
For no comfort could it find in the answers to questions given
Nor from the thought of questioned answers could it be driven.
Should my life reach its end if to doubt I lent my voice,
I held no doubt at all that doubt will have forced my choice.
Yet I found in my heart, locked away, doubt had sparked.
And so untrusting of new light, I sought solace in dark.
I gazed upon radiant Moon, adorning the ebon sky
And smiling with serenity from her view on high.
First I simply broke down, many tears being shed
As I sought to come to terms with images in my head.
What use lay in doubting all I had come to see?
Could it not truly be that the fault lay with me?
Maybe t'is true that I could have done much more.
I could have sought more dutifully every heart to implore.
Yet as I sat beneath Moon's tranquil scrutiny,
I felt as though a deluge burst from inside me.
All I had offered was a dismal view of life,
Full of suffering unanswered and of futile strife.
When honest-seekers of goodness came to me to look,
All I had provided to them were cold, hard words from a book.
When badness came, that is when I brought false hope in disguise,
A mirage that seems as food but when eaten brings mere demise.
The barrier within my heart slowly began to give way,
And under the gaze of silver Moon I fervently began to pray.
This is a poem looking back to a time when I was struggling with my faith. Answers to my questions were not satisfying, and the further questions raised by them were distressing at the time. At some point during this stage, I found myself outside late at night beneath a full moon and felt more moved and spiritually touched than any amount of "sure answers" from religious literature had ever managed to make me feel.
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