I was awake late thinking great thoughts and considering matters of the heart, when I heard my own heart ask
"Isn't there something more than this?"
I have a longing to find the place I am supposed to be and the people I am supposed to be with, and it is an itch that won't go away. I love my house and the feel of it, but there is something missing here.
Working on me is a daily task, and I am growing stronger as a writer and feel more grounded in general, but the heart of the woman in me longs for the someone with which to make home and find new adventures. After the last couple of years, I have my guard up a little now, though I don't mean to. And after the last month, and the death of someone very dear, I am even more determined to do the right thing and avoid the wrong things. So I write and focus on my own life. I have made an effort to build a community of women around me, so that I can talk things through with people I like and respect. I talk to God about what he has for me next, and what I know right now is to write and focus on my gifts. When I pray, I ask for his guidance and choices in the matters of the heart and will wait on his direction. Tonight while thinking about these things, I wrote a poem and copied it here for those who might find a kindred vein in these words.
Something More Than This
Just can't think of what to say,
Who to call, and how to pray
Because I'm looking still
For the day I will know it.
Been longer than I care to say
Without love I begin to fade
Away
And I'm hoping
For that day I will know
That I am
A girl whose been found
Don't want to lose hope
That there is something more
Than what I've seen
Something more
Than what I've had
Must be something
More
Than this.
Can't believe
I've come this far
Here I sit, still moving on
In my own life, but I wonder
Is there someone
Who is waiting too?
For a girl like me?
Is it someone
Like you?
copyright kimberlycarol 2013
Barefoot and writing,
Kim
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"Isn't there something more than this?"
I have a longing to find the place I am supposed to be and the people I am supposed to be with, and it is an itch that won't go away. I love my house and the feel of it, but there is something missing here.
Working on me is a daily task, and I am growing stronger as a writer and feel more grounded in general, but the heart of the woman in me longs for the someone with which to make home and find new adventures. After the last couple of years, I have my guard up a little now, though I don't mean to. And after the last month, and the death of someone very dear, I am even more determined to do the right thing and avoid the wrong things. So I write and focus on my own life. I have made an effort to build a community of women around me, so that I can talk things through with people I like and respect. I talk to God about what he has for me next, and what I know right now is to write and focus on my gifts. When I pray, I ask for his guidance and choices in the matters of the heart and will wait on his direction. Tonight while thinking about these things, I wrote a poem and copied it here for those who might find a kindred vein in these words.
Something More Than This
Just can't think of what to say,
Who to call, and how to pray
Because I'm looking still
For the day I will know it.
Been longer than I care to say
Without love I begin to fade
Away
And I'm hoping
For that day I will know
That I am
A girl whose been found
Don't want to lose hope
That there is something more
Than what I've seen
Something more
Than what I've had
Must be something
More
Than this.
Can't believe
I've come this far
Here I sit, still moving on
In my own life, but I wonder
Is there someone
Who is waiting too?
For a girl like me?
Is it someone
Like you?
copyright kimberlycarol 2013
Barefoot and writing,
Kim
about the author
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