I have counted the days of my life
and found myself short,
for I have wasted a day here and there,
To value each and every moment, takes time you see
Education must first be had
Stumbling will no doubt occur
With more than a third of it gone
I am left to contemplate my existence,
the moment, the one,
for to sit and pass on one moment, but pick others ,
are we not looking through rose colored glasses?
What gives a moment value
what makes one more memorable than the next or past
When we assign value , where does it come from
Accomplishment, sharing ,learning , loving
Which of theses is the greatest.
Tick tick tick
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This was written for a person who was @ a crossroads , as I remember.......
in the glass sits water ,cubes floating , midriff
it is the age old story, half empty or half full ,so it appears
look again,there is so much more there,
in this glass, sits the answers for each days questions,
the ice is melting,making the water colder,
yes it is undeniable, you say ,
from what we know or have been taught...........
open your mind, release boundaries of feeling
is the water perhaps warming up the ice,
causing held beliefs and frigid experiences to vanish
allowing from its being, the healing , making the watermark rise
increasing substance, removing that which causes division in us
pour a glass, drop the cubes in, put it on display
the water embraces the ice , flows around it ,
each cube forms to the next over time, yet fights to be on top
view it from all perspectives,
see the ability of the water to dissolve the ice,
flowing fully fluid,more of ourselves,
quenching the thirst within
ice water warm.........anyone?
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Love is Nature....
Stand in the ocean,
stop the waves,
take in the sunshine,
stop the rays,
run around in the rain,
try to duck between a drop,
bend to smell the flowers,
the bloom you fail to stop,
see the birds high in the sky,
wings are to hold them as the fly,
Nature is a mother to one & to all,
teaching us to walk and occasionally we fall
to stop nature would be an impossible thing to do,
like changing the vastness of the oceans color so blue
it is the same with a heart where there is love
like nature, it is out of our hands and from above.
for nature and love are together thou’ two
they ‘ve been here since the beginning
and will be here until the days are through.
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Bore me,
Feed me,
Clothe Me,
Nourish Me,
Bandage my skinned knee,
Listen to my wants,
supply my needs,
Be there for better or worse,
teach me love,
show me affection,
protect me,
all these words are one,
MOM
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The tortured soul seeks solace
in the arms of the many,
the depth of its pain overshadowed
by less than fitting words
the insatiable soul seeks refuge
amongst the vastness of the earths orbit
never finding the love it so needs
searches the heavens for answers
the lost soul looks
to the ground for it s answers
the layers of the ground
add to the the darkness
the satisfied soul bears fruition
from the endless journey ....within
the joy realized is
that of knowing the depth of ones trueself
the soul
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