Post No. 025: The Oneness Of God — The Immutable Circle Of Life

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The Immutable Circle Of Life

Do not be afraid, for you
have not been forsaken!
The life that came your way
can never truly be taken.

Every soul who comes to say,
“I am coming! Here my cry!”
is preparing you for the day
when they’re ready to arrive.

Their love for you is such that
they simply can’t stay away and
their spirit is strong enough that
they know how to find their way.

So rest in peace, My Dearest Friend,
and let these tidings end your strife:
your bundle of joy will come again in
The Immutable Circle Of Life.

-Paul Whiting
(a.k.a., Three Dark Horses)
"I am the darkness which brings the light!"

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"Today we remember all babies born sleeping or whom we have carried but never met, or those we have held but could not take home or the ones that came home but didn't stay. In memory of all our angels." –Diane on Facebook

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My Spiritual Notes:

The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: I wrote this poem for my friend Diane who lost a child (please see the quote above). And I tried to convey the idea that all of the souls who are waiting to be born—but who are unable to be born for any number of reasons—will return to be born again in The Immutable Circle Of Life, because "they know how to find their way!"

By the way, I also did a rewrite of this poem that I wrote for 'The Orphans' titled, "The Goddess And God Of All The Orphans," which is published on this blog. (Please see "The Immutable Circle Of Life-Style Poem" in labels for the poem.)

I should mention that this poem was inspired by a quotation from Facebook (again, please see the quote above), way back when I was actually on Facebook, which I haven't been for years...

And this poem was also published on my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs (please see the hyperlinks below for the blogs), since I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message that I am trying to convey through "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer."

This poem was written in Portland, Oregon.

-Paulee

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com

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P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "The Immutable Circle Of Life" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Grieving and Healing" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Grieving%20and%20Healing

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Grieving%20and%20Healing

P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "The Immutable Circle Of Life" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Heal(ing)" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Heal%28ing%29

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Heal%28ing%29

P.P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "The Immutable Circle Of Life" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Life(time)" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Life%28time%29

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Life%28time%29

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 025 was edited on July 2nd, 2026.

"Poetry is using the fewest words possible in order to describe all that is possible to describe." –Paul Whiting [June 1st, 2022]

Post No. 024: The Oneness Of God — And Found God

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And Found God

I came to the edge of understanding
and found God patiently waiting.

I looked upon the face of death
and found God calmly breathing.

I gave up my hopes and dreams
and found God secretly believing.

I basked in anger and resentment
and found God totally forgiving.

I wallowed in the depths of sadness
and found God quietly reflecting.

I embraced the pomp of certainty
and found God playfully laughing.

I feared that no one would love me
and found God disarmingly adoring.

I came to a new understanding
and found God joyously celebrating.

-Paul Whiting
(a.k.a., Three Dark Horses)
"I am the darkness which brings the light!"

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My Writing About How God Mirrors Whatever We Believe To Be True: I think that God is a quantum computer, because God's Consciousness is the entire Universe! And I also think that you and I are individual projections of God's Consciousness—as individual manifestations of God—and that we are all Gods and/or Goddesses of our own creations! Therefore, God acts just like a "Karmic Mirror," if you will, reflecting what each one of us believes to be true about ourselves, and each other, in relationship to God's Universe. Thus, God simply reflects whatever you and I believe to be true—no matter what we believe—because God is simply mirroring us, being an exact reflection of God, as individual manifestations of God. –Paul Whiting (written August 5th, 2011, revised March 20th, 2015, revised July 29th, 2021, revised March 21st, 2022, revised July 24th, 2022 and revised January 31st, 2023)

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My Spiritual Notes:

The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: After moving to Portland, Oregon in August of 1999 from Salt Lake City, Utah, where I was born, I returned back to Utah for about two years from January of 2007 to April of 2009, while I was trying to save money, by living with my father, as I tried to pay off my credit card debt.

Then, a few months after returning to Salt Lake City, I became really sick and I was hospitalized about a dozen times over several months due to multiple infections. Plus, I went from being simply HIV-positive to having full-blown AIDS, which is also when I stopped being able to work. Also, I eventually had to declare bankruptcy, and I applied to receive Social Security Disability Insurance (SSDI), since I could no longer work. And I almost died a few times due to the various opportunistic infections. But it was the last time that I almost died—and I faced my fear of not being able to take care of myself—which inspired this poem! Plus, this is when I first started taking HIV medications, which I have been taking ever since, and that has really helped to maintain my good health.

And this poem was also published on my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs (please see the hyperlinks below for the blogs), since I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message that I am trying to convey through "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer."

This poem was written in Salt Lake City, Utah.

However, I may be remembering that incorrectly, because this poem may have been written in Portland, Oregon after I moved there for the second time in 2009; but, I think that this was the only poem that I wrote while I was still in Salt Lake City, Utah when I returned to try and pay off my credit card debt.

-Paulee

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com

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P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "And Found God" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post title, "For The Creator, Part 1" through "For The Creator, Part 5" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/For%20The%20Creator

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/For%20The%20Creator

P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "And Found God" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "God Is Us" on my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/God%20Is%20Us

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/God%20Is%20Us

P.P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "And Found God" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "God" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/God

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/God

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 024 was edited on July 2nd, 2026.

"Poetry is using the fewest words possible in order to describe all that is possible to describe." –Paul Whiting [June 1st, 2022]

Post No. 021: The Oneness Of God — To Finally Be Free

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To Finally Be Free

I am on the precipice,
looking over its edge,
and ready to step off!

I have come to this place
by choice: I have run until
there was no more ground;

I have hidden until there
was no more cover; I have
denied until I faced death.

This is a good place to be
after such a long journey!
It is good to just stand still.

It is good to not be numb.
It is good to be uncomfortable.
It is good to know I can heal.

Although, I wish I didn’t have to:
I would rather already be there;
I just want this to be over!

But the only way past this
is to go through it; the only way to
get out of this is to go all the way in.

And I know that I will get there—
eventually—and that my journey
will truly begin once I do.

It’s just hard knowing how much
it may hurt—and even harder not
knowing how much it will hurt.

Still I am here, looking down,
just wondering what it will be like
to finally be free of this pain.

-Paul Whiting
(a.k.a., Three Dark Horses)
"I am the darkness which brings the light!"

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My Spiritual Notes:

The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: I tested HIV-positive in November of 2000! And I really felt like a failure, because "I was going to get AIDS and die like all of the other fags." So, I wrote this poem as a way to try and make myself feel better by seeing this "life challenge" as an opportunity to heal!

Plus, this poem was formerly published on my "Small All White in the Forest" blog but, unfortunately, I accidentally deleted this poem on my "Small All White in the Forest" blog while I was doing some editing on that blog.

However, I republished the "Absolutely Positive, Part 3 — To Finally Be Free" post as it was originally published on my "Small All White in the Forest" blog on my new "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blog.

Thus, this poem was also published on my "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blog (please see the hyperlink below for the blog), since I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message that I am trying to convey through "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer."

This poem was written in Portland, Oregon.

-Paulee

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com

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P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "To Finally Be Free" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post title, "Absolutely Positive, Part 1" and "Absolutely Positive, Part 2" on my "Small All White in the Forest" blog, as well as listed under the post title, "Absolutely Positive, Part 1" through "Absolutely Positive, Part 3" on my "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blog, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Absolutely%20Positive

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Absolutely%20Positive

P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "To Finally Be Free" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Grieving and Healing" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Grieving%20and%20Healing

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Grieving%20and%20Healing

P.P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "To Finally Be Free" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Heal(ing)" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Heal%28ing%29

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Heal%28ing%29

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 021 was edited on July 2nd, 2026.

"Poetry is using the fewest words possible in order to describe all that is possible to describe." –Paul Whiting [June 1st, 2022]

Post No. 019: The Oneness Of God — Wings Unfurled

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Wings Unfurled

Now
I am ready
to be lit as a flame;

Now
I am a wick
waxed for the match.


Now
I am ready
to be deeply immersed;

Now
I am wood
porous for the river.


Now
I am ready
to be planted anew;

Now
I am a seed
germinating for the soil.


Now
I am ready
to soar off the cliff;

Now
I am wings
unfurled for the thermal.

-Paul Whiting
(a.k.a., Three Dark Horses)
"I am the darkness which brings the light!"

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My Spiritual Notes:

The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: I wrote this poem before I moved to Portland, Oregon from Salt Lake City, Utah. And, although I do not remember the particular circumstances that inspired this poem, I do remember feeling ready to heal, because I was ready to face whatever I had to face in order to heal.

And this poem was also published on my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs (please see the hyperlinks below for the blogs), since I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message that I am trying to convey through "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer."

This poem was written in Salt Lake City, Utah.

-Paulee

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com

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P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "Wings Unfurled" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post title, "For Who I Truly Am, Part 1" through "For Who I Truly Am, Part 6" on my "Small All White in the Forest" blog, as well as listed under the post title, "Who I Truly Am, Part 1" through "Who I Truly Am, Part 6" on my "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blog, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/For%20Who%20I%20Truly%20Am

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Who%20I%20Truly%20Am

P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "Wings Unfurled" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Grieving and Healing" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Grieving%20and%20Healing

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Grieving%20and%20Healing

P.P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "Wings Unfurled" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Heal(ing)" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Heal%28ing%29

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Heal%28ing%29

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 019 was edited on July 2nd, 2026.

"Poetry is using the fewest words possible in order to describe all that is possible to describe." –Paul Whiting [June 1st, 2022]

Post No. 018: The Oneness Of God — Grieving For The Loss Of Who I Am Not

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Grieving For The Loss
Of Who I Am Not

I cried for a reason that mystifies me!
I cried because I was comparing
myself to someone else.
And I also realized how much pain I still have
waiting to be vocalized for this very reason.
It is the same pain I have been
running from my entire life.
It is the pain that surrounded me when
I was young, in my silent desperation to
not to be found out for who I truly was—
for the fear that I would not belong...

...and for the fear that I would not fit in!

The funny thing is, I never did fit in
—even when I was trying to.
And the more I tried to fit in, the worse it
got—the more I pushed others away, because
they could feel I was acting out of fear.
And, like angry guards at the gate, they
attacked with their cruel words and their
thoughtless actions. And, thus, I ran away
from my fear and further into my pain...

...until I stopped running!

And then, it finally dawned on me that I
had been—literally—running away from
myself! I know that may sound simplistic;
but, at the time, I thought that I was running
toward what I should be, rather than
running away from what I was.
And I am realizing that is why I cried!
There is a part of me who still
grieves for not being like the others,
for knowing that I don’t belong and
for knowing that I don’t fit in...

...because I am someone entirely different!

-Paul Whiting
(a.k.a., Three Dark Horses)
"I am the darkness which brings the light!"

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My Writing About Comparing Yourself To Others: Do not compare yourself to how others are: instead, compare yourself to how you used to be. –Paul Whiting (written April 12th, 2016 and revised August 25th, 2022)

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My Spiritual Notes:

The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: I wrote this poem before I moved to Portland, Oregon from Salt Lake City, Utah. And, although I do not remember the particular circumstances that inspired this poem, I do remember crying "because I was comparing myself to someone else," which is something that I do a lot!

And this poem was also published on my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs (please see the hyperlinks below for the blogs), since I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message that I am trying to convey through "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer."

This poem was written in Salt Lake City, Utah.

-Paulee

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com

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P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "Grieving For The Loss Of Who I Am Not" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post title, "For Who I Truly Am, Part 1" through "For Who I Truly Am, Part 6" on my "Small All White in the Forest" blog, as well as listed under the post title, "Who I Truly Am, Part 1" through "Who I Truly Am, Part 6" on my "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blog, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/For%20Who%20I%20Truly%20Am

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Who%20I%20Truly%20Am

P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "Grieving For The Loss Of Who I Am Not" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Grieving and Healing" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Grieving%20and%20Healing

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Grieving%20and%20Healing

P.P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "Grieving For The Loss Of Who I Am Not" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Heal(ing)" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Heal%28ing%29

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Heal%28ing%29

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 018 was edited on July 2nd, 2026.

"Poetry is using the fewest words possible in order to describe all that is possible to describe." –Paul Whiting [June 1st, 2022]

Post No. 015: The Oneness Of God — Calling All Angels

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Calling All Angels

When everything is gone, which
you thought could never be taken;
And the beliefs, which you guarded
like children, have up and left you;

And your world of certainty has
spiraled into an abyss of unknowns;
And you feel so alone, because no one
could possibly know your pain;

Remember, that you are never alone,
although you may be on your own!
You are positively surrounded by souls
who touch your life every day.

You have known them since childhood,
or—perhaps—since this morning.
These are your angels, who are forever
calling you to where love is.

Your angels come to you in more ways
than you can possibly imagine.
They come to remind you where love
does—and even does not—exist!

They come to confront you in your
fear and hold you in your love.
For, it is only when a fear is faced
that love can be held in its place.

To your angels, you too are an angel—
and are here to remind them, as well.
For, we are not angels who have fallen,
but angels who have forgotten.

And we have chosen this Earth as
the realm to remember who we are.
So remember, you are always in the
presence of angels—for you are one!

-Paul Whiting
(a.k.a., Three Dark Horses)
"I am the darkness which brings the light!"

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My Spiritual Notes:

The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: I wrote this poem for my uncle who was experiencing a really difficult time in his life! He had gone through a really painful divorced from his second wife and he was lonely and suicidal. So, I wrote a poem for him to express the idea that we are all 'Angels' and, therefore, you are never truly alone "although you may be on your own."

By the way, I also did a rewrite of this poem that I wrote for 'Everyday Heroes' which is titled, "An Everyday Hero Lies In You," which is published on this blog. (Please see "Calling All Angels-Style Poem" in labels for the poem.) Plus, I did another rewrite of this poem that I wrote for United States Military Personnel which is titled, "The Soldiers Of The Cross" that is published on my "Small All White in the Forest" blog. (Please see the hyperlink below for the blog. And also please see "Calling All Angels-Style Poem" in labels on that blog for the poem.)

And this poem was also published on my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs (please see the hyperlinks below for the blogs), since I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message that I am trying to convey through "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer."

This poem was written in Salt Lake City, Utah.

-Paulee

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com

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The National Suicide Prevention Lifeline is now: 988 Suicide and Crisis Lifeline: "If you’re thinking about suicide, are worried about a friend or loved one, or would like emotional support, the Lifeline network is available 24/7 across the United States." Dial 988

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P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "Calling All Angels" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "For My Family" on my "Small All White in the Forest" blog, as well as listed under the post title, "For My Family, Part 1" through "For My Family, Part 7" on my "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blog, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/For%20My%20Family

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/For%20My%20Family

P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "Calling All Angels" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Calling All Angels-Style Poem" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Calling%20All%20Angels-Style%20Poem

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Calling%20All%20Angels-Style%20Poem

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 015 was edited on July 2nd, 2026.

"Poetry is using the fewest words possible in order to describe all that is possible to describe." –Paul Whiting [June 1st, 2022]

Post No. 011: The Oneness Of God — Second Coming

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Second Coming

I feel a death is coming,
but it is the sky closing
behind the lightning
that I feel.

I smell my sorrow coming,
but it is the dampened grass
in the wake of rain
that I smell.

I see a grieving coming,
but it is the street water
rising up to the sun
that I see.

I hear my second coming,
but it is a mother talking
softly to her womb
that I hear.

-Paul Whiting
(a.k.a., Three Dark Horses)
"I am the darkness which brings the light!"

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My Spiritual Notes:

The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: I was inspired to write this poem while I was outside taking a break from a job that I did not really like, but a job that paid the bills.

And the street water from a recent storm was rising up from the pavement, due to evaporation, and I got the strongest feeling that I was headed for a "Second Coming." In other words, I felt like I was going to experience an intense emotional transformation soon...

...Later on, that emotional transformation happened when I faced a fear while I was in therapy. It was such an intense experience that I was walking around my apartment crying and tugging on my clothes! However, it was the emotional breakthrough that I had felt was a "Second Coming."

And this poem was also published on my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs (please see the hyperlinks below for the blogs), since I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message that I am trying to convey through "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer."

This poem was written in Salt Lake City, Utah.

-Paulee

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com

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P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "Second Coming" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post title, "Shoveling My Way Out Of The Haze, Part 1" and "Shoveling My Way Out Of The Haze, Part 2" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Shoveling%20My%20Way%20Out%20Of%20The%20Haze

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Shoveling%20My%20Way%20Out%20Of%20The%20Haze

P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "Second Coming" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Heal(ing)" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Heal%28ing%29

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Heal%28ing%29

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 011 was edited on July 2nd, 2026.

"Poetry is using the fewest words possible in order to describe all that is possible to describe." –Paul Whiting [June 1st, 2022]