Yoga..
A way to make space
Focus
To cope with the pace
What doesnt kill you only makes you stronger..
And hell yeah its worth living longer..
You dont need to be rich to suceed
To be learned to lead.
Babies are born with no guile
Great pain can hide behind a smile
Love will take you that extra mile.
Better half full with the promise of glory
Than harp on with despair fear and worry.
Better alone than settling for crumbs
Always always wait for 'em drums.
Its easy to let life get you down,
Buried in negativity when the chips are down
Few will advise on staying the course...
Still fewer will be around...for better or worse
to paint a picture, make sure your bubble doesn't burst.
Its harder to trust than to doubt
Easier to leave than to shout.
You dont need to give birth to love a child
To live in a jungle to heed the call of the wild.
Love is a churning emotion.. hard to define
There aint no point casting ur pearls before swine
What seems bright and shiny,
May in fact turn dark and grimy...
Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder
Inner radiance cannot be injected
Your deepest fears your wildest dreams neither cant be detected
In fact it is your heart that will keep your soul protected.
A kind heart can at times be taken for granted
Sometimes you dont know how the fire started.
A firm stance, can be seen as a sign of arrogance.
Being true to yourself aint easy for sure.
But its better than faking to endure.
Travel will broaden your mind & teach you more than school
Hopefully your heart over your head will rule...
Every thing Ive seen I will see again...
Storms never last nor does pain,
But the rainbow is worth the strain.
When the teacher is ready the master appears
Around Honor and glory faith cannot stumble
A great man must always be humble.
The ways of the world can get you down
But do not in despair allow your troubles to abound.
God doesnt throw challenges he knows you cant take
We have all in this world our own path to make...
1 comment:
What a lovely poem - you should publish your collection in a book
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