Not From Here

I haul my feelings around
      in a black backpack that
      sometimes weighs me
      down making me sad.
Soaring above the fray would
      be ideal, but I am pulled
      in all different directions
      by life and its frivolities.
Kindness is a commodity that
      few of us can live without,
      but we do it anyway. We
      are a sad bunch.
On the distant shore is paradise
      but we can’t get there from
      here. We can only arrive
      there through God’s love
      which seems to be refused
      too many times.

Jolly Jeffers Goins – 09/04/2016