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My Poem “God”
"What if God were walking these streets right now?" Said one friend to the other. "Maybe they are. They could be anyone - a man, a woman, even a dog?" Replied the other friend, as they both walked from one side of the city to the other. "Well someone did ask a similar question in a song once: What if God was one of us? Just a slob like one of us? Just a stranger on a bus trying to make his way home?" Said the friend, as they recalled the lyrics to the 1995 song 'One of Us' by Joan Osborne - which the other friend replied by saying they had never heard of. But what if you did walk passed God? And what if God walked passed you? Would they look how you imagine them to? Would they look like the picture that has been painted of them? If God stopped you and talked to you would you heed their message - or would you just walk on by? God could be anybody. God could turn up when you least expect them. God could be a man dressed in black; God could a man dressed in white; God could be a woman in red walking fast; God could be a child who when they smile is able to brighten even the cloudiest of days or the darkest of nights. If there is an almighty then there is no way any of us can ever be truly lost - because everything happens for a reason, because everybody meets other people for a reason, and if there were a way to describe why things happen and when then why not call them "God"?
A Poem A Day #370: Voilà!
A Poem A Day #369: Cogito ergo sum
My Poem “Transitional”
Life is always transitioning from one state of being to another - but the act and the art of change is no more apparent, prominent, invigorating, and awe-inspiring than at the time of the year of when Spring becomes Autumn when the leaves of the trees change colour and then ultimately let go and fall... people are always thinking, listening, feeling, and looking for new things, or familiar things, to excite or reignite their senses - and there is no time like the present when anybody can seemingly do anything, when anyone can look how they want, when anyone can be whoever and whatever they want to be... places are always having new visitors to them, and there are always those people who return to a place time after time - because a certain place has something about it that is special, magical, and gets under a person's skin deeper than a needle. In my experience life is full of poetry... in my experience people are more pliable than they think they are... in my experience every place has a story that speaks volumes and can be heard if you want to hear what it has to say... in my experience life experience is what gives us all the gift of indistinguishable individuality... in my experience some people can only show their best side when everything around them is dark and they can shine like the brightest of stars... in my experience we can all find ourselves somewhere and with someone that can influence us that we can in turn have an influence on the more that we are exposed to them - especially if we are with someone somewhere almost every day. Life does not always give everybody a choice as to whether they want to change or not - because sometimes some things must happen, whether we want them to happen or not... life has moving pieces and things that must repeat and work in synchronicity with one another like the cogs, gears, and the settings of a clock... people like things that reoccur because it gives them something to look forward to - that is why people like traditions... life is about things that are built to last, as well as about things that happen, are captured, and then are gone again in a snap! Life and people will always be a work in progress and always in the process of constant transition.
A Poem A Day #368: From Scratch
A Poem A Day #367: The Game of Life
A Poem A Day #366: Self-reflection
A Poem A Day #365 – Special Bonus Episode: A Poem for Every Day of the Year
My Poem “Self-reflection”
My life has always been one of constant reinvention... every day the man in the mirror reminds me that you cannot move forwards if you continue to live your life in reflection... my life has always been one of questions, answers, and the pursuit of mystery... every day the voice within me tells me to never give up, to stay true to myself, and no matter what I do continue to be a poet and an author of my own poetry. We can only live our lives by embracing what feels right at the time... we can only see what we capture with our eyes... we can sometimes only be free when we are sleeping and dreaming at night... we can only compare two sides when we are given a deeper insight. Some people will never truly know you, nor ever understand why you do what you do and sometimes that can be frustrating - especially when you want someone to "get you", to like you, and to want to engage with you... some people can be drawn to people, some people can be intimidated by people, some people can be intrigued by people, some people can know people as soon as they meet them, because they see themselves in them as if they were their own reflection.
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