Karuna

Like a caress.
Like an old, worn blanket, wrapped around the shoulders.
Like a smile from a true friend.

There will always be a sense of sadness about her.
Behind the eyes, it will remain, quiet and poised.
The difference is, now she knows this is not all she is; it does not define her.
For so long, she accepted karuna as who she was.
No chance of escape.
Like a dark cloak, it enveloped her; it carried her through her days–
   heavy,
   laden,
   burdened.
She did not know there was another choice.

Impossible now to imagine.
Yet, it was as it was, for many reasons.

When light has gone from your world, it is difficult to believe it will ever return.  When it begins to filter through, there is resistance.
You argue for what you know; for the familiar.

Karuna can be seductive.

It takes courage
   to unwrap yourself
      from its warm embrace.

Karuna calls to you like a siren song.

As the shadows clear, you begin to feel again.
As the light grows stronger, you begin to see
   that all that stops you
      from being free
         is Yourself.

SKS
September 2007

In this instance, Karuna is defined as sadness.

October 24, 2009   Posted in: Sue Scolaro

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