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What Lies Beyond Truth?
Today's blog is a poem (well, two poems actually) where there are two versions of the poem and I have not yet been able to settle my feelings about which version 'wins'. I feel like there should stay two versions of it.
Version 1 – Personal
If Life will be what it has to be,
And Death will come when it comes,
And all the moments that I breathe
Happiness still is mine to give myself...
Wednesday 3rd February 2021 12:39 am
The Real Deal
I am the real deal, and so are you.
But what is the real deal?
Is it all of the cards we're given
Or the purpose of absolutely everything?
Or is it the sum of both?
We are the real deal
And we are finding out what that is.
Tuesday 26th January 2021 8:32 am
Origins
I am from water.
I am from breath.
I am from body.
I am from blood.
I am from heart.
I am from thought.
I am from life.
Thursday 31st December 2020 6:21 am
Nothing Greater Than Life
There is no greater possession than life.
No greater prize than life.
What greater gift have we received than life?
Life in the moment, and in all its moments.
More than money
let me be certain that I spend this life well and wisely.
Whatever bargains I may make
let me not under-rate the coin with which I barter, precious seconds.
But give me wisdom to know the folly
of treating l...
Saturday 19th December 2020 8:45 am
Moments Like These
I wish I never had to sleep
A vigil I would gladly keep
About your bed.
I'd watch you breathing out and in
Your eyelids gently fluttering
As if you dreamt.
You will not always be so close
That I can watch you in repose
Life takes such speed.
And now it is I most regret
The frailty that makes us forget
Moments like these.
Sunday 13th December 2020 10:30 am
Oh My Soul
Oh my soul must have dropped litter in heaven
Here in earth, on Earth, on earth I am bound.
Oh my soul,
Why did you drop litter in heaven?
Now on earth, with earth, by earth I am ground.
Oh my soul
Rise, strive, and soar to heaven
Redeemed, relieved, rebound.
Friday 11th December 2020 2:34 am
Grandeur
Living beneath the wind,
How easy it is not to reach for the stars.
But sleeping beneath the moon,
How can we not yearn?
Touched by infinity,
Where do we place the next step?
Conscious of eternity,
We must ever go on.
In all of this grandeur, I should feel so small.
Soaking it into every pore,
I wonder.
In all this variety, I must seem so dull.
Watching the intricacy,
I learn.
Tuesday 8th December 2020 10:25 am
Not Not Not
Life may not be perfect
But sadness isn’t worth it,
And no matter how bad it gets,
Or whatever the world may expect
I’m not done hoping yet.
I could weep, I could cry
But what would that buy?
Another moment of misery?
Or instead I could smile
And then at least I’d be lifted.
And life may not be great
But happiness shouldn’t wait
So no matter what
I’ll enjoy what I’ve got
I’m not ...
Sunday 29th November 2020 6:29 pm
Lost (Where is Home?)
The past, the present and the future are always changing,
There’s nothing in this world that stays unchanged.
What we remember, where we are and what we might become
Are like shifting clouds no people see the same.
So do not ask me where I think I am going,
And do not ask me where I think I have been.
Don’t enquire how I think I might be feeling,
I don’t and can’t know even who I am.
Saturday 28th November 2020 5:36 pm
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