I believe that every day of my life has prepared me for who I am, who I have always been, and who I will always be... I believe that every day of my life - from the moment I wake up in the early hours of the morning, to the moment I fall asleep at night, to the moment I set sail upon the waves of the sea of my dreams - I am seeing, hearing, thinking, imagining, interpreting the poetry all around me that will always continue to invigorate me and inspire me... I believe that every day when a word, a verse, a story, or a new discovery plants it's seed within my mind it has been put there so that I can see it become something even more profound by giving it my own spark of magic... I believe that every day when I reflect inwards and outwards I draw in and I echo from myself something that was always meant to be shared with those who need to hear my message all around the world - from Atlanta to Zurich... I believe that every day when I am writing something that is in every way a part of me, as well as inspired by who I have met, what I have done, where I have been, and when I have been struck by inspiration, was always preordained - which is the reason that I never ask: why? I believe that every day when my heart was broken, I believe that every day when I was blessed to see the sunrise, I believe that every day when I had to keep my thoughts unspoken, I believe that every day when I told someone I loved them as I looked deep into their eyes - every moment, of every hour, of every day has always been when it was my time for me to be me and to shine my poetic light, because being a poet and a writer is the daily destiny of my life.
every day
My Poem ‘New Beginnings’
Every day we all have to start again;
every day we all have to start over;
every day we all have to clear our vision
and readjust our lens;
every day we all have to make a cross-over.
There is no one on Earth who has never made a mistake;
there is no one in this world who has never been disappointed;
there is no one who has ever lived
who has been able to forget the moments
that their heart had cause to break;
there is no one of sound body and mind
who has not been willing at some point in their life
to do everything that they had to do
for something that they really wanted.
You cannot ever heal completely,
everybody carries a scar or two;
you cannot ever know everything
about life and people absolutely,
everybody sometimes feels like the life they live
is a slow-burning fuse.
Empires fall;
castles crumble;
relationships end;
every week there is a brand new trend.
Songs have a duration;
people have their fascinations;
crowns sometimes slip to cover the eyes of queens and kings;
nothing lasts forever,
because some things must make way for the arrival of new beginnings.
Mark The Poet 