The Gold

Behind the guilt I found the anger,
Behind the anger I found the gold,
The gold of courage,
The gold of peace,
The gold for which I had long dug deep,
The gold that glistened,
The gold that stung,
A thousand memories,
A thousand truths,
Behind the guilt I found the anger,
Behind the anger I found the gold,
The gold of courage,
The gold of peace,
The gold of redemption,
Forever ours to keep.

(Feelings are tricky characters, aren't they? Forever hiding under layers of intellectual thought and scurrying away when you try to track them down. You grab them by the tail and they twist and squirm trying to avoid being pulled into the light of day, preferring to skulk in the darker recesses of your being and pounce at their own choosing and in their own disruptive way. This simple poem describes trying to chase the emotion of guilt, focussing upon it very hard until it passed away and was replaced by a deeper and more fundamental feeling of anger. When this was in turn focussed upon and allowed to express itself then it too passed away and behind that - the gold! A positive feeling suddently emerged -  a feeling of courage and peace. These deeper feelings are often older in their origin yet can only be felt when other more recent feelings have been given their due notice. They can also be more powerful like a classic vintage that has been kept for a special day. Yes, funny old things these feelings.....)