My memories are like seeds…
That have been cut in half.
Half of them grew
Half of them didn’t
And the ones that remain
Somehow wedged in the Earth,
Are broken.
They shift
They change shape
As they long to grow
To see the Sun.
Dig.
Tag: Poetry
When It’s Time.
There will come a day
When I hear the birds
For a final time.
Will the clock still
Tick without me?
It did for you…
And now I sit
And wait for it
Each morning to
Somehow bring you
Back…
This clock
That was yours.
This time that is still ours somehow
Together…
The birds still chirp.
I think of you.
Hey, Stranger.
A light in the dark, could be you. Let your light shine! Share with others your story, experience, journey, and encourage unity in healing.
Be the person you were always meant to be.
Be kind. Be generous. Be loving.
Be a listener, who actively listens.
Be a guide, that motivates courage.
Be a supporter, that promotes change.
When you let love in, your ability to share is endless. And what you get in return is absolutely priceless! ❤️
We can change the world, because we can change ourselves.
SQUIRM.
To live an honest life,
To share your light with the world
You must be brave.
And sometimes,
You have to be braver than what you think you are.
This is how you get to be braver
Than what you are…
By being the bravest.
And sometimes, it all works out in the end.
And before you know it,
Something new is just beginning.
Something new is asking you
To be even braver
Than you ever were before.
I live to serve the Lord in everything that I do.
This includes, the light and love that I share with the world. The love that comes from me, comes from God and in that alone, I am free.
“Your faithful love is priceless, God! Humanity finds refuge in the shadow of your wings.” Psalm 36:7
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