Every poem in Hearts on the Line stems from an anonymous person graciously answering two questions: “what is my greatest love?”, and “what is my greatest fear?”. The rest is just my poetry…
Life Is a Word, and Love Is a Sentence. In the past, there was a helper who was helping everyone: beggars, broken hearts, beginners… Helping was the helper’s love. Then, one day, outside a tunnel, in the ground there was a sign: “I could use a little help” – so, the helper went inside. It led to a busy center of beings hiding in the dark. “I am here to be a helper,” leaped out of the helper’s mouth! The busy beings stopped and stared at a shadow, that then spoke: “Greetings Help, I am the Helpless fear of ending up alone…” The helper tried a million ways, but it didn’t seem to matter. Hugs and pep talks were no help. Tears of pity weren’t better. “Take my eyes then… Take my nose! These legs I can do without… Take these arms once I am done! First, here is my heart and mou-…” Where was once a living helper, there is now a pile of bones. Life is buzzing in the center all around an emptied skull. From the pile is heard a lament from a hurt and weary shadow: “All I needed was your presence. Now I will remain alone…” Thank You to the Human Spirit…
I would be grateful if you shared your own love and fear on this link…
It’s anonymous and could lead to the next poem!
This person’s greatest love was to help others.
Their greatest fear was ending up alone…
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In the spirit of these answers, the poem was written as a story with a moral, which was done in an attempt to make the poem itself helpful in a way.
I hope this is something the person who very helpfully sent me these answers will be able to appreciate!
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All the best!
— Hasse
This hits home! Reminds me of the mythical story of the Buddhist deity Chenrezig who wanted t o help all sentient beings and instead had himself blown up into thousand pieces.(it gets better in the story though). My wife is incredibly sensitive and compassionate and I see the pain and turbulent emotions she has to deal with just to be able to meet her own emotions. Very touching piece.