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. 020: The Oneness Of God — My God Is With Me

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My God Is With Me

My God is with me...

...I am with me...

...My God is me.

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

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My Writing About Where To Find God, Version No. 1: If you are looking for God, go inside of yourself. That is where God is. –Paul Whiting (September 19th, 2023)

My Writing About Where To Find God, Version No. 2: If you are looking for God, go inside of yourself. That's where God is. For, God is the entire Universe which, I believe, is like a Super Computer! Therefore, the reason that God is inside of you is due to the fact that God Is All Of Us in zillions of different forms—such as plants, insects and animals, which includes humans. And that is why God is contained within each one of our consciousnesses, which is how, and why, prayer works. So, pray to your God! For, God is always listening, since God is always there. –Paul Whiting (written September 19th, 2023 and revised March 16th, 2024)

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My Spiritual Notes:

The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: "My God is with me...I am with me...My God is me."

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 really close to God.

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 "My God Is With Me" 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 "My God Is With Me" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "God Is Us" 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%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 "My God Is With Me" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "God" on my "Small All White in the Forest," "Poet, Artist and Philosopher" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:

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

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

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

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 020 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. 017: The Oneness Of God — An Instrument Of Peace

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An Instrument Of Peace

How can I explain to you
what I am capable of?
How should I convey to you
the potential that I hold?

There are no words to tell
the depth that my feelings reach.
There are no images to show
the height that my desire knows!

I have living within me
a passion to understand the
mystery of—the very essence
of­—every metaphor of life.

My soul is calling for me
to follow this path, which I
have been searching for—and
now that it is laying before me:

I must enter the dreamscape;
I must drink deeply at the well;
I must give my fear to the fire;
I must journey on as a shaman.

I have not stumbled upon this—
I have struggled to get here.
I have traveled into my pain
and grieved what I found there!

Thus, these words do not flow
from some babbling brook;
they are carried on the waves
of a crater-formed lake.

So, I am choosing my next step,
since it is not chosen for me!
I am becoming who I am;
I am knowing myself into being.

I am creating my existence
as I fully wish it to be—and
I am making myself into
An Instrument Of Peace.

-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 in preparation for telling my family why I was moving to Portland, Oregon!

You see, I was living at my parent's house, at the age of thirty two (which means that it was the year 1999), and doing odd jobs for them around the house in order to make money, since I could not find a fulfilling job in Utah. And, although I had no job lined up, my plan was to live in Portland (with a friend from Salt Lake City who had moved there also) and get a temporary job until I could find a permanent job.

And I wrote this poem (along with another poem that I wrote titled, "North Toward The Ways Of The Earth," which is published on two other blogs, as mentioned below) in anticipation of my family asking me why I was planning to move; that's why the first stanza of this poem reads: "How can I explain to you what I am capable of? How should I convey to you the potential that I hold?"

So, I invited my family over for dinner at my parent's house to tell them that I was moving and the funny thing is that nobody asked me why I was moving!

By the way, I consider this poem as my "signature poem." You see, I have printed on my business cards the last lines from the poem:

"I am choosing my next step, since it is not chosen for me! I am becoming who I am. I am knowing myself into being. I am creating my existence as I fully wish it to be—and I am making myself into An Instrument Of Peace."

Plus, I use this poem for the 'About Me' sections of my personal profiles on various websites in order to describe myself.

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 "An Instrument Of Peace" 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 "An Instrument Of Peace" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Peace" 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/Peace

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

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 017 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. 016: The Oneness Of God — To Those Who Have Gone Before Me (My Ancestors)

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To Those Who Have Gone
Before Me (My Ancestors)

Come to me in my hour of need,
those who have gone before me.

I am here—yet I am not—because
I don’t really know where I am!

I feel so very lost in this world and
am profoundly longing to be found.

So come rushing in, my friends, and
whisper to me which way to run!

I need to know the road that I should
take to find my way as you have done.

-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 during one of my many periods of self-questioning when I was confused about how to proceed with my life. And I was praying to "To Those Who Have Gone Before Me," or my ancestors, if you will, in order to gain insight from those older souls!

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 "To Those Who Have Gone Before Me (My Ancestors)" 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

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 016 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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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. 014: The Oneness Of God — The Candles Of The Sun

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The Candles Of The Sun

Come winter, come spring,
Come summer, or autumn,
In sunlight, in moonlight,
In downpour, or flurry,

When the fat lady sings,
Or the barrel's at bottom,
Though what's left isn't right,
Though our sanity may scurry,

Through the anguish of pain,
Through the anguish of bliss,
When the truth tears us apart
And then makes us whole,

After all we have gained,
After those we still miss,
Despite the love in our hearts
We sometimes don't show,

We are family forever.
We are kindred. We are one.
No distance can divide us—
We are the candles of the sun!

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

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My Writing About The Candles Of The Sun: Come winter, come spring, come summer, or autumn, in sunlight, in moonlight, in downpour, or flurry, when the fat lady sings, or the barrel's at bottom, though what's left isn't right, though our sanity may scurry, through the anguish of pain, through the anguish of bliss, when the truth tears us apart and then makes us whole, after all we have gained, after those we still miss, despite the love in our hearts we sometimes don't show, we are family forever. We are kindred. We are one. No distance can divide us—we are the candles of the sun! –Paul Whiting (written date unknown, then turned into 'my writing' on September 19th, 2023)

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My Spiritual Notes:

The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: I used to give poems as Christmas gifts! And I wrote this poem for my family for Christmas one year—although I don't remember which year it was.

You see, gift giving at Christmas was always really stressful for me, because I was usually poor, so that is why I would write heartfelt poems, like greeting cards, that were holiday-like enough to be used as Christmas gifts and I would give them in photo frames that I bought from the dollar store.

Eventually, however, my immediate family (that is, my two brothers and two sisters-in-law, my sister and brother-in-law, and my parents) decided to stop exchanging gifts amongst the adults, but to still keep giving gifts to the grandchildren, which made Christmas a lot less stressful!

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 "The Candles Of The Sun" 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

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 014 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. 013: The Oneness Of God — The Bright Sun Blessing

(Image from Transforming Truth)

The Bright Sun Blessing

How bright the sun
Warming your face!

How wise the star
Marking your path!

How full the moon
Guarding your rest!
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How clear the spring
Filling your well!

How fertile the soil
Yielding your seed!

How soft the breeze
Cooling your brow!
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How eternal the flame
Heating your hearth!

How sweet the love
Imbuing your home!

How kind the hand
Holding your own!

-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 used to give poems as gifts for holidays and special occasions!

And I wrote this poem in as an any-occasion gift poem for anytime that I needed a heart-warming message, like a greeting card, but one general enough to be used for any special occasion.

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 "The Bright Sun Blessing" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "For My Friends" on my "Small All White in the Forest" blog, as well as listed under the post title, "For My Friends, Part 1" through "For My Friends, Part 5" on my "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blog, please see the hyperlinks below:

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

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

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 013 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. 012: The Oneness Of God — More Mountains To Move

(Image from Questions on Islam)

More Mountains To Move

What is
keeping me
from my purpose?
What is holding me back
in life? I have faced more fears
than I could possibly imagine and yet,
there are more waiting for their turn! I
thought that if I was willing to do all of
this "inner-work" that my world would
unfold before me! It has undoubtedly
changed, but it I still remain what
seems like miles—or, for that
matter, even years—from
my destination! I feel that
I have enormous potential.
And, yet, I feel as if I have
been struggling this whole
time just to come up to zero,
just to shovel my way out of the
haze. For all the work I have done,
I have yet to find something so basic
as a job which does not totally drain me
and still pays the bills! I know that I came
here to first heal myself, then to share what
I have learned with others, so they may
heal as well—just as others have done
for me, from whom I have learned.
What still escapes me is how to get
there! I have peeled back layer,
after layer, after layer of fear
and self-misconception—yet, I
still seem to remain covered
in it, like a snake who
thinks this has got
to be the last time
that he will have to
go through this whole
process of shedding—yet
again! And just as before,
I will seek out Wise Counselors
and ask them, “What is my next
step?” I will heed their advice
and do what I need in order to
remove yet another obstacle in
my path—but only it seems in
preparation for the next one to
come along! That is why I am so
incredibly tired of having to ask for
help; so tired of the struggle; so tired
of working so hard and facing so many
fears, only to find that I have so many
more to face. I feel like I have moved
mountains—only to find that there are
so many more mountains to move!

-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 from Salt Lake City, Utah, to Portland, Oregon, and found a job better suited to my Type A personality, which was being a "Litigation Document Coder" and later on, an Administrative Assistant, at the same company.

And before I found those more suitable jobs for me—at a more suitable company—I used to go from job to job to job. You see, I would try over and over again to find work that paid the bills, but that also did not drain me, so I still had a life, because I am an introvert with a Type A personality!

And I wrote this poem as a way to express my frustration over facing fear after fear, so that I was more confident and could find work out of 'love' rather than out of 'fear,' but I still seemed to be covered in fear "like a snake who thinks this has got to be the last time that he will have to go through this whole process of shedding—yet again!"

The issue, as it turned out, was my fear of finding work in Salt Lake City, Utah, where I was born, which wasn't exactly conducive to me being consistently employed, since I am really effeminate in my mannerisms and there is a lot of homophobia in Utah!

Plus, as I mentioned before, I really have a Type A personality that is "outgoing, ambitious, rigidly organized, highly status-conscious, impatient, anxious, proactive, and concerned with time management," which is not how a lot of folks are in Salt Lake City, Utah! They are much more like Type B personalities than Type A personalities.

However, in Portland, Oregon, I was surrounded by Type A personalities, such as lawyers (Portland has one of the highest number of lawyers per capita in the U.S.A.), and here I truly felt at home with all of the other perfectionistic, get-it-done-right-the-first-time-or-do-it-over-and-over-again-until-it's-done-right workers, who are customer service focused, efficient, well organized and task-oriented!

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 "More Mountains To Move" 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

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 012 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

(Image from Pell City Picture of the Day)

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]

Post No. 010: The Oneness Of God — A Resident Of Your House

(Image from Mountain Workshops)

A Resident Of Your House

I try to reach you...

...but you have sentenced
yourself to a prison and
cannot see beyond its bars.

I hope you will awaken...

...but you are dreaming that
you're not in control of your life—
and think that the dream is real.

I long for you to heal...

...but you have quarantined your
pain and prescribed that its
only medication be hatred.

You want so much to find love...

...but I am here, inside of your heart,
hoping you will—at long last—
be true to yourself.

For, I am a resident of your house...

-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 when I worked with troubled youth, which helped me to realize that I was really trying to heal myself by trying to heal the troubled youth! So, that is why I decided to go into therapy, since I needed to work through some major issues stemming from my truly dysfunctional childhood.

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 "A Resident Of Your House" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post title, "For My Students, Part 1" through "For My Students, Part 3" 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%20My%20Students

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

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 010 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. 009: The Oneness Of God — If I Am

(Image from pixshark.com)

If I Am

If I am the Sun
Let me light their darkness.
If I am the Moon
Let me raise their souls.
If I am the Stars
Let me help them wonder.

If I am the Fire
Let them warm by me.
If I am the Earth
Let them grow from me.
If I am the Water
Let them drink of me.

-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 when I worked with troubled youth, which helped me to realize that I was really trying to heal myself by trying to heal the troubled youth! So, that is why I decided to go into therapy, since I needed to work through some major issues stemming from my truly dysfunctional childhood.

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 "If I Am" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post title, "For My Students, Part 1" through "For My Students, Part 3" 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%20My%20Students

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

P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "If I Am" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "I Am..." 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/I%20Am...

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

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 009 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. 007: The Oneness Of God — I Am No Barrier

(Image from The Center For Joyful Living)

I Am No Barrier
(Or, "The Light And I Are As One")

I am no barrier to its sun;
the light and I are as 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 in order to convey how close that I felt to "The Light Of God," once I finally understood what that light is for us humans: it is "God's Inner Light!"

You see, I was always taught by my upbringing in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints ("The Mormon Church") that you should be close to God; but they didn't really explain how to be close to God, they just said that you should be close to God! And it wasn't until faced my fears of being gay and I came out of the closet—and felt "The Inner Light Of God"—that I finally understood the how and the why of being close to God: "Total Emotional Honesty With Yourself!"

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 "I Am No Barrier" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post title, "For What Stirs in Me, Part 1" through "For What Stirs in Me, Part 4" on my "Small All White in the Forest" blog, as well as listed under the post title, "What Stirs in Me, Part 1" through "What Stirs in Me, Part 4" on my "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blog, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/For%20What%20Stirs%20in%20Me

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/What%20Stirs%20in%20Me

P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "I Am No Barrier" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "God's Light" 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%27s%20Light

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/God%27s%20Light

P.P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "I Am No Barrier" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "I Am..." 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/I%20Am...

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

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 007 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. 006: The Oneness Of God — To Be Entered In

(Image from dreamstime)

To Be Entered In

When the fortresses
are felled—
until
the walls
come down—
and towered
doubts
erode
thin,
we
conceal
our
inner selves
like
barriers
that
surround
gardens to be
entered in.

-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: This is one of my favorite poems for Sandra—who was my first and only girlfriend—though, to be totally honest, I can't remember why I wrote it!

But, after we were engaged to be married, Sandra and I broke up since I was trying to be "straight" through my relationship with Sandra and she was trying to help me be "straight"; and after we took a vacation together to California, we decided that I was never going to stop being "gay" no matter how hard I tried! However, we both kept our engagement rings (she bought me a solid gold band and I bought her a one carat diamond solitaire) as a way to symbolize the love that we did share...

...Anyway, I wanted to talk about this romantic part of my life—through our relationship—with the thought that we really do "conceal our inner selves" so often to everyone around us because we are oftentimes guarded. Thus, the phrase "until the walls come down" encompasses this idea, because I was trying to convey the concept that we honestly are "gardens (of love) to be entered in," but our 'true beauty' can only be known by everyone around us "when the fortresses (which guard us) are felled."

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 "To Be Entered In" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post title, "For Sandra (My Only Girlfriend)" Part 1 through Part 12 on my "Small All White in the Forest" blog, as well as listed under the post title, "My Only Girlfriend," Part 1 through Part 12 on my "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blog, please see the hyperlinks below:

https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/For%20Sandra%20%28My%20Only%20Girlfriend%29

https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/For%20Sandra%20%28My%20Only%20Girlfriend%29

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This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 006 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]