By Cynthia Cady Stanton | Featured Contributor
There are times in life
when it feels as if
the horizon is all you have.
You want to be lifted
from your current shoreline
which has become rocky
and hard to navigate.
You have been in a season of loss
and your heart is wounded –
too much has changed for you.
By Kevin Ishimwe | Featured Contributor
1994 was the year…
All odds stacked against me,
mother in agony
my future seemed so uncertain
she wondered if I will ever live
to tell my story.
Determined to pacify the fear
hovering my beloved country,
She found delight in the Most High
to get her through her darkest moments
clinging on to faith,
she followed the path set before her
to bring me into this world
by any means necessary.
Her dream realized, she called me
Miracle of the Most High.
So now I’m living my life
like I’m on the clock
Making the most
of every moment
Grateful for the purpose
laid out before me
Rising to every knock,
before my clock runs out
Like I’m on my last go around
Just to let her know that her birth pains were worth it.
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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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By Navnidhi Vyas | Featured Contributor
I was enjoying life
with a secure future,
when suddenly
a dense darkness
came from nowhere,
turned everything
upside down,
and left me
with a lifeless life,
a future with a question mark.
Forced me to write a letter
to the creator of all
with an obvious shame-
where was this thought
when I had it all?
A very long letter
with countless words,
limitless questions,
an exaggeration of misery
was posted to heaven,
expecting a reply
with patience and surprise.
I received a reply.
A note from God
with only two magical words.
Trust Me.
And I looked up at the sky
and held my head high.
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