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Pain you Glorious Creature – By Jennifer Moroch Fara

Believe oh doubting mind it is true

Pain can bring out the genius in you

The creative soils you thought were dry

Moistness once lost now again thrives

A silly girl is all they see

One with that heart upon her sleeve

They don’t know you as you are

They only see you from afar

Depth has returned she does rejoice

The chambers in her mind regained their voice

The pain, the pain, you are a gift

How she welcomes this spiritual shift

Drying the tears from alcohol

The spark, the magic finally recalled

Long ago a she had much to give

Surrendering to darkness, the light again lives

Yes you say she will always be

That girl you find ever so silly

And that’s okay because she knows

Her truth is not for you to grow

And yes you have your enormous words

Looking down on her as just absurd

But i tell you she understands this

Small minds, big words tell many a myth

Oh how she can feel this sense of freedom

Thoughts commence in her mind’s own kingdom

Roaming the halls as they return

And with FIRE they burn… they burn burn burn…

Tickled she realizes her passion’s longevity

Back came her friend she calls creativity

Never thought she’d again sketch a sketch

Or to paper her words would fetch

Pain of all things would become her fire

To give her that of what she desires

And that was to set her very self free

To write and sing and live only as she

Some will laugh and some will demean

Hence the reasons she’s sometimes unseen..

Judge judge all you want..

She takes it in stride as nonchalant

Ah pain, pain, you glorious creature

Who thought you’d become her very best feature

Pain, pain, you sweet heart slayer

Unknowingly you’ve become her brightest layer…

Jennifer Moroch Fara

About Jennifer Moroch Fara

I am a 56 yr old mom born and raised in NY and now living down the Jersey shore. I should have come in to recovery many many times over those years but finally at 50 i knew it was live or die and ultimately i did it for my children which in turn was for me..i was doing to my children what was done to me and that was losing their mother..i never want them to feel abandoned and be triggered by that throughout life as different hurdles come along..there are different forms of abuse and verbal is part of my story along with being taken from my mom… I often feel like i am not making strides but then realize, while i have a long way to go, i have come a long way too.. i wear my heart of my sleeve..love hard..hurt hard.. and used to play way to hard and have the scars to prove it..the scars get worse with age as does my wrinkles but i am wiser and calmer..somethings about me will never change..i have tried..i will always forgive, love, hurt, and love again.. grateful for my life today and hope to grow and learn each day..

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13 Comments

  1. I’ve read this umpteen times, it’s beautiful…it touched me on many levels. You shine and soar thru your words here Jen, I hope they’ll be more to come 🙂 xo

  2. I’ve read this umpteen times..it’s beautiful. It touched me on many levels…your inner light shines and soars in your words here Jen, I hope there’s more to come 🙂 xo

  3. I absolutely LOVE this, even more the third time 🙂
    Pain, the touchstone to your souring spirit, healing passion and self expression is beautiful and inspirational. Thank You for your courage to write and share.
    XO Kat

  4. So Beautiful just like you Jenshine;)

  5. Beautiful lady inside and out. Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem. It’s a reflection of your soul. XO

  6. I love you and your inner soul……so talented!

  7. I feel ya sister. Stay strong. Stay tuned. Stay True Jenn ((hugs))

  8. I tried to reply to each individual but for some reason when i clicked it opened another page.. i want you guys to know that i take to my heart your encouragement.. i wrote it 3 yrs ago i think..maybe more..and it started out as a people problem and being judged here on itr and meetings.. feeling very insure knowing what people have said about my chairing and being too nice.. i could be worse.. i am very fierce for those who have grown close to me over the years which is a handful 4 are right here in the comments.. MIKE HANNEY! omg.. i grew up with mike so he must have read on FB.. thank you for commenting and reading…you are such a good soul and your profession as a fire captain is selfless.. i am blessed.. today i am just blessed..

  9. Beautiful poem Jen. We are so proud of you!!!

  10. Wow Jen!! Very impressive! so much beauty and talent <3
    xoxoxoxo

  11. You are so strong and your words so powerful. Thank you for opening yourself and sharing this with us. You should be very proud of ALL you have accomplished.

  12. Jen this is beautiful, I love your writing,

    Who thought you’d become her very best feature

    Pain, pain, you sweet heart slayer

    Unknowingly you’ve become her brightest layer…

    You have wonderful layers from the lightest to the deepest, no silliness that I have ever seen.

  13. Awww…bless. Beautiful poem and such talent Jen. As you wrote,”Surrendering to darkness, the light again lives,” the words made me grateful that creativity we all can appreciate and celebrate does indeed come back in recovery. Keep up the lovely writing! xx

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