How oft I find when I am wearied most
And weakened by the stresses of the day
Tis then I’m called upon to be the host
For those that grieve, or other fears allay
When I could cheerfully sound my final call
Or seek support or comfort from a friend
It’s then that I instead am asked to fall
And be the rock on which all else depend
But there is wisdom in the world’s demand
Through selfless realignment of my view
I find a deeper truth perhaps is planned
My fears retreat the more I’m asked to do
Here find a blessing runs my pain aground
True pleasure through a gift to others found
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
Beautiful poem. I think you hit on a great point. People can relieve their own stress and fear by being there for others.
Thanks Charles!! 🙂 🙂
Oh, Helen!! This is so very true. In serving others, we truly save ourselves. When I was suffering from anxiety and depression, nothing worked to relieve it except getting out there and helping another. I now live it and love it. It has saved my life, and hopefully blessed others. As always, amazing words! Big hugs, Sis!
Thanks dear Sis!! 🙂 🙂 xxx
Exquisite, both in its message and the way it was portrayed. Bravo. 🙂
Thank you!!!! 🙂 🙂 🙂
Such wise words… An amazing creation! Giving some support to others is a wonderful thing to do.
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂
Beautiful writing Helen and so true, I feel you need a hug “hugs”
Thanks..virtual hugs are always appreciated! And I have been having quit the week, really, but it is the weekend at last…. 🙂
Weekends are good I hope you have a great one =)
A perfectly constructed sonnet in the Shakespearean style describing one of life’s greatest discoveries. Admirable, appreciated and very much enjoyed.
Thanks so much Mike, that is very much appreciated!! 🙂
So true and so beautifully done. Funny how even when at the end of your rope you can tell someone else how to tie a knot and hang on. 🙂
Very true,i t really does seem like those are the times we are most called upon to support others. Life is curious sometimes!! 🙂 🙂