Solace in Stillness
This poem is inspired by the poem " A Poison Tree " by William Blake. It is one of my favorites because when I was fighting with my own anger, I came across this poem, which made me reflect on what I am nurturing within myself. I have borrowed the first lines of each stanza (except for the second and last ones). I was angry with my friend; 'cause he didn't do as I wished and I wanted to show it loud like a blast furnace on my inside I wanted it to come out so that I'm left pure with an intact mind and soul functioning like a whole; And I watered it in fears, thinking I could bear but there's no one to hear my wails of tears. And it grew both day and night like the sores of Job and Lazarus calling rancour to overpower my wit who always wanted to be fit And into my garden stole, the sweet hum of whole for now I am on the call that is destined to my fall. Job's eye never blurred of it nor Lazarus's cry covered it 'cause they all knew venegeance is ...