Living [a poem]
By Markie Doczi | Featured Contributor
Love and compassion, sorrow and strife
An uneven rhythm, this opus called life
Fate she is fickle, one day you’re stuck
And the next you may have a stroke of good luck
By Markie Doczi | Featured Contributor
Love and compassion, sorrow and strife
An uneven rhythm, this opus called life
Fate she is fickle, one day you’re stuck
And the next you may have a stroke of good luck
By Cynthia Cady Stanton | Featured Contributor
Everyday, a wilderness
a challenge,
a pain…
Our hearts and souls
are hard at work.
The world is in turmoil
and cannot be ignored.
We struggle together.
I pray for all of us…
By Sharon Jeremiah Anuye | Featured Contributor
Sunlight blinding my sight
Skin glowing like diamonds
The trees swaying side to side
With the cool breeze blowing
Thinking out loud about
Where I was before.
Though through tears we may grieve,
with regrets we may mourn,
until the day dawns
and the shadows flee away,
Your love is sufficient.
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Let us treasure one another…every moment.
Wishing all a beautiful day.
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By Cynthia Cady Stanton | Featured Contributor
It’s the quiet…
the ease of peace
that permeates –
just as the light gently travels
through the trees
and into my soul.
It’s the anticipation…
of yet another chance
for lessons to take root –
and new directions
to unfold.
It’s the trust…
that all the days past
have been worth any pain,
and there are no regrets
which can darken this new light.
It’s the love…
that gratitude which shimmers
and brightens my vision
to just how blessed it is
to have this life,
this very day.
I am but a bird singing,
a flower opening,
a cat purring,
and a baby giggling.
Mornings have this affect on me.
They elate.
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Be the kindness you wish to see…
the love you wish to see…
the tolerance you wish to see…
the humanity you wish to see…
Be the light you wish to see in this world.
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May we shine bright during the dimmest moments.
Wishing each one of you a beautiful week.
🌷
By Surakshya Kiju (Coco) | Featured Contributor
The small things in life aren’t really all that small.
They’re the things that make life real.
Takes your happiness to a whole new level.
Keeps you from feeling lost in an empty world.
We try so hard but we’re only human.
We can’t help it. We’re always on the run.
Always trying to meet expectations.
To label you as rose and not the thorn.
But when you find something that makes you forget it all;
A passion, a hobby or even alcohol
that pulls you through the tragedies that befall,
then how can you label that something as small?
Something that makes you live in the now.
Something you connect with without any vows.
Something that you think the world of.
Something that gives you meaning of love.
We only have one life. One chance to do it all. To do everything that we want, to enjoy living to the fullest. So why are we wasting it on the worries of tomorrow? Especially when we know that worrying isn’t gonna change anything at all. Most of the things we worry about end up not happening at all. All worrying about tomorrow does is steal away your present. So why don’t we live in the now instead and leave tomorrow’s worry for tomorrow?