Skip to main content

Life's Struggles, to Patrecia Canosa. Thursday's Homily for the Devout 27

Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.

lifes-struggles-to-patricia-canosa

Life's Struggles

Life colours my desires with unfulfilled expectations,

Resulting in struggle. I indulge my cravings, unaware

That progress lies in the skirmishes I encounter.

As such I die daily, in an abyss of loneliness and fear.


I’m drawn to sad songs; constantly making

Beds for my despair. Yet the same dance

Of Light, concealed within the darkness of my

Pandora’s box, becomes the inner Alchemist

At the gates of my ‘Open Sesame’ of treasures.


She weaves thorns for my sorrows, to salute my roses

Of Joy; carries me in my shadows --this ‘foggy’ conception

Of Truth. Walks with me, into the lustre of moonlit rays.


Sunset eventually fades, but doesn’t Andromeda swallows

The night with grandeur? My mind’s red-hot with worries,

Even as the gleamer of stars, whispers a twinkle in the Heart.

Thorns are necessary to protect roses

Thorns have roses

Thorns have roses

I affect Mother Gaia, by the vibrations that I offer to her.

To the drunk, a man in trance appears inebriated, yet to

The Saint, he’s a Lover, intoxicated by the Bliss of Paradise.


The mother in labour knows only pain, until she holds

In her arms, the most beautiful miracle of creation: life.

A thorn is the harbinger of wisdom; adversity a

Messenger of Light. Twilight may welcome my

Loneliness, yet dawn heralds an awakening sunrise.


We are all unique dreams of Love. Yet struggle

Is necessary. The child encounters strive in crawling

And walking … is burdened by wet nappies and pooh.

It hungers for mother’s milk, yet lives spontaneously,

Trusting the sacrament of the present moment.


In my quest for meaning, I face many challenges,

For without shadows, there’s no perception of Light.

Without the hills there will be no valleys. Pleasure

Is followed by pain, and I treasure happiness,

Only because I have experienced sorrows.

lifes-struggles-to-patricia-canosa

I am an Emperor, lost in a sea of illusions. Love, in

Its mercy, gives me choices, even while holding on to

The cords of my limited Freedom. I stray, like lost sheep,

Into the ways of ignorance, until She reins me in, so I

Can swim or bathe, in the mansions of effulgent Light.


Never give up! We are neither shrouds nor graves,

Just as the Light becomes brighter when the day dawns.

There is a stream of living water, which satiates the

Agony of longing and I must drink, for my Spirit will

Never die. The fire of the Heart cannot be quelled and the

Intensity for inner fulfilment, still burns brightly in the soul.


Hope, the song-bird of perennial freedom, ever whispers

Her supernal songs, heralding sweet visions of tomorrows,

Constantly and patiently pruning the weeds of my inner

Garden, so that my fuchsias and petunias, may shine with glory.


Life, for me, is full of challenges, yet as the rain of Mercy

Permeates the soil, so too, I will eventually get a bumper

Harvest. The dark night of the soul is only troubled by brittle

Chains, awaiting the Messenger of Delight, to untie its fetters.


So, come, my friends, let us sing with the song-bird of the

Eternal. Life’s struggles are only snowflakes, blowing in the

Wind. The wise see the blossoming flowers of Jerusalem, even

When the shadows are dense. Give me your hands, O bevy of

Phoenix’s, Love is eagerly awaiting, to welcome us Home.


-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 28th October, 2018.

Life-changing quotes by Marcus Aurelius

Life's Struggle

© 2022 manatita44

Related Articles