My Burden... Poem by Annette Aitken
My Burden...
My Burden
For,
it's not out of happiness
that renders the innocent silent
but, unadulterated fear, for
only the brave can comprehend it.
A slight of hand
A gesture with the wink of an eye,
instructs the path to be taken.
May cause us,
you,
I,
to abandon our fears in the face
of truth, or for us to endure
what has been set out in front of us
as fake human actions
can be my burden.
by
Annette Aitken
December 2016
Burdens of life! With the muse of fear! ! However, be very strong. Able to push further. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
it's not out of happiness that renders the innocent silent but, unadulterated fear, for only the brave can comprehend it. A slight of hand A gesture with the wink of an eye, instructs the path to be taken.' the cheating heart, or first moments of awaking courtship, both hold a fear, we all seek friends lovers sincere
When I read poem like this one I remember Joseph Scriven, who wrote What a friend we have in Jesus. Thanks for sharing, Annette!
This is absolutely exquisite writing, my dear Annette. You are stretching your boundaries into deeper and deeper beauty. You are shedding the fear of the unknown and exchanging it for the power of your own creativity. Bravo. Bravo. :) S
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I would like to translate this poem
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7/25/2025 5:37:35 PM # 1.0.0
This is such a nice poem. 'A gesture with the wink of an eye, instructs the path to be taken.' is so nice. Thanks for sharing.