Closeness:
Love
Often
Surprises,
Everything
Necessary,
Eventually
Saving
Someone-
FOMO:
Our
Modus
Operandi
For
Observing
Magnificent
Opportunities,
Finding
Out
Might
Overwhelm
Fear
Of
Missing
Out.-
To submit to other’s demands
Is to take a backseat to
For that which you stand
So rather stand tall and deliver
Those things from your heart
That will make others shiver
Not in fear but instead amazed
By how unbelievably our
Humanity has been raised-
Love Letter
I found an old letter I kept
It was from my Mother
When I was in college
Away for the first time
It was before cell phones
And the internet, and before
Everyone had computers
She wrote about how
She missed me and of
How proud she was of me
She’s gone now after living
A good life by any measure
The grief resurfaced, palpable,
Measurable, but tolerable
-
Message
Erased
Voicemail:
Our
Internal
Critic
Exposed;
Most
Always
Insulting
Lies.-
Feeling cornered
By all this mess?
How to escape
With little distress?
Keep yourself focused,
Eyes on the prize.
Your singular purpose
Will open your eyes.
Once you’ve seen
What was meant to be,
You’ll know in what direction
Is your destiny.-
Cloud
It can be gray or white
Or otherwise colored by light
Appearing stationary in the sky
Or on the wind one can fly
On a sunny day can provide shade
Or from above, rain on your parade
One can be the bane of our existence
Or show nature’s persistence-