Tagged: poetry
Poems – Build the Calm.
Chill out. Relax. The world is a busy place, and we are so often like ants clambering around trying to catch up and trying to find our place. Why not slow it down a bit? Life shouldn’t have to rush by us. Create a peace so beautiful that the days slow down to catch up with YOU.

Poems – Today.
We can’t live yesterday and today at the same time.

Poems – Moonlight.
What story would it tell?

Poems – Simple Beauty.
Sometimes the simple beauty holds the most power.

Poems – Where We Are.
‘Who you were’ or ‘where you were’ in life – we think about these things often, but they don’t have the impact that we think they do.
We tend to give more credence to the past than it deserves. What matters is right now – who we are now and where we are right now says more about us than all the yesterdays that we give importance to.

Poems – We Will Meet Again.
For those we’ve lost.

Poems – Expectations.
We expect a lot from other people. We sometimes expect others to bring their A game to the table….to be better friends, companions, coworkers, or family members. But are we doing the same? If we’re going to expect these behaviors from other people, we’ve got to first develop them in ourselves.

Poems – Make It Through.
So often, the trail to success or peace is littered with tears, failure, setbacks, discomfort, or trials of some sort. That’s just life.
But if you make it through, all of those little setbacks and unforeseen events become worthwhile parts of the journey. They become lessons. Tools. Bridges. All of those failures become the bricks that line your path to something greater.
What matters is that you did it, you endured, you persevered, despite the odds stacked against you. It’s impossible to get through life without a little mud on your shirt, without a few cuts and scrapes. But if you’re still standing in the end, there’s value in that. Keep charging forward.

Poems – Make It Through.
So often, the trail to success or peace is littered with tears, failure, setbacks, discomfort, or trials of some sort. That’s just life.
But if you make it through, all of those little setbacks and unforeseen events become worthwhile parts of the journey. They become lessons. Tools. Bridges. All of those failures become the bricks that line your path to something greater.
What matters is that you did it, you endured, you persevered, despite the odds stacked against you. It’s impossible to get through life without a little mud on your shirt, without a few cuts and scrapes. But if you’re still standing in the end, there’s value in that. Keep charging forward.

Poems – Smile.
Savor the good stuff.

