Sometimes enough is enough... sometimes you have to stop something before it runs away like a raging bull... sometimes you have to leave those who you love... sometimes when the sun goes down and you are sitting alone in the dark you have to look within, grasp and use that which lies within your soul to light your way to where you should go... sometimes people are wrong, sometimes people are right... sometimes people close their eyes because they are blinded by the light and they miss warning signs about things and about people that they might have passed along the way... sometimes the sun shines and it feels good - especially if you feel as if you have been living within the confines of a cage... sometimes you have to look in the mirror and splash a hand full of water over your face in order to wash away the layers of sediment that have built up over time on your skin and in your eyes so that you can see the fresh face of possibilities that are there to be found in every moment.
A Poem A Day #136: Universal
A Poem A Day #135: In their nature
A Poem A Day #134: Ritual
My Poem “Keep Fighting”
Don't give up, do your best, keep going, keep fighting - that is what I have been taught to do all my life and that is what I have done... stand up for what you believe in, stand your ground, face your adversary, stay calm, don't be afraid, don't run - that is what I have tried to do whenever I have found myself in a David and Goliath situation when I have found myself face to face with something or someone more imposing. I have never liked bullies, and although in school I was called names about my height and how I looked I have never allowed the words of others to get under my skin and make me think that I was anything or anyone less than I was - I always just assumed that some people had a problem with me for reason which was not my problem and I couldn't do anything to change their mind even if I wanted to... I am mostly a pacifist who believes that peace, ideas and words are powerful and are essential to change the world; however, if given the option to have to defend my right to exist and to preserve my way of life and the life of others, I would be willing to show who I am and what I stand for - freedom of self-expression for everyone and the freedom to love anything or anyone - in any way imaginable, because I am not afraid. When I was younger, I was much more reserved... when I was younger, I mostly kept myself to myself... when I was younger, I had friends - but I knew that I was different from everybody else my age, which is a superpower I have learned... when I was younger, I had my share of disagreements with people young and old - but now that I am older I realise that sometimes it is better to say nothing and keep walking, because there will come a time for everyone when the cards of fate will be dealt... when I was younger, I was as fast and as full of energy as a bolt of lightning - but now that I am older I am sure that I am not as fast-footed as I was in my youth; however, I know that if ever I found myself having to defend my home, my family, my people, my hopes, my dreams, then I would not hesitate to do what must be done and do what I have always been taught to do: to stay hopeful and to keep fighting.
A Poem A Day #133: The Artist’s Life
A Poem A Day #132: The Way to My Heart
A Poem A Day #131: Communication
A Poem A Day #130: A Water-drop in the Cosmic Sea
My Poem “One Day”
One day to return to life... One day to once again walk in the sunlight... One day to feel the wind upon my face... One day to hear the music that traverses and connects all the spheres that dance through the blackness of space... One day to smell the ever-present perfume of the flowers of the world's garden... One day to feel the sensation of raindrops upon my skin... One day to look in the mirror and see the face of the person I used to be recognised as... One day to look through faded photos of forgotten memories from the past... One day to go to a beach and write my name in the sand before it and I are once again washed away by the tide... One day to look at a clock and wonder why people are so obsessed with time... One day to visit the places that I remember going to... One day to roll a dice and find out what fate's hand will choose... One day to laugh... One day to cry... One day to fall backwards and then look up at the clouds of the sky... one to smile and then say: life is the gift that you don't realize you have been given until it is taken away - but when things end sometimes you get a chance to revisit the world you knew and revel in its beauty, but when that time comes make the most of it because you may only get one day.
