The Fool
Be authentic, don't you dare
I quarrel with myself
I have tried for many years
to be somebody else
The voices started in my dreams
A whisper deep within
This is not the life for you
But wait, I'll tell you when
Now…
Come and jump right off this ledge
A death wish? My heart freaks
I swear I feel the Universe
shake me when it speaks
Will I ever reach the ground
and find the reason why?
You told me I should do this
yet I'm fighting for my life?
I have taken many risks
So please pardon my doubt
I am learning how to trust
when there isn't a way out
What kind of fool would take this leap?
I wonder all the time
I guess I've got nothing to lose
except logical mind
just go with it
I have a hard time going with the flow. I'm always good and grateful when I'm smooth sailing. But then a setback steps in and I'm thrown off. I'm consciously embarking on a spiritual journey right now and I can't seem to get a hold on my thought processes. I know these set backs are only helping me. I know they are laying ground for my mind to overcome self-limiting beliefs. But, it sucks nonetheless. Setbacks are nothing but hidden opportunities to transcend negative thoughts. So I have to learn to be grateful for them too.
Winter Blues
Well, I thought I would escape this winter without a dark time. I have been doing so well. I've been writing everyday in one form or another. Keeping my house up. Making time for nature. I was so close. So close to calling this a successful winter. It's been 5 months since I've been depressed, and I attribute that to following my dream of writing. But, the love eludes me when I'm depressed. It takes everything in me to write. I don't like to write about negative things. I thought I had finally defeated it. It always passes, as I've been through this time and time again. I consider myself resilient and I'm trying to have some compassion for myself as I would anyone else. It'll get better… But until then, I'm just going to sleep and function in the best way I can. And, I'll just keep writing. Thanks for letting me vent!
Beauty Witnessed
Fifty years of wedded bliss
Two as one, old and grey
A lifetime
Lessons learned
Triumphs, excitement
Wading through struggles
Children growing
An abundance
that only love can know
Who could think
that life would pass by
Fleeting
Coming to a close
Knowing one will wait for the other
Patiently
A patience well learned
Two wrinkled hands
held for the last time
Not afraid to leave this world
but afraid for the one love
whom is left behind
Like she's said many times in this life
"Tell me it's okay."
My Sweetness
I consider myself lucky
to write about such things
To have found such a sweetness
and all the joy he brings
The past twelve years we've struggled
just to make ends meet
From first cars to apartments
and miles under our feet
Tromping through the forest
or footprints in the sand
We did not need money
to live life hand in hand
All the sweetest memories
A bliss in every way
I have found my better half
whom I love more each day