Tagged: quote

6-5-15

He painted the surface of the
moon with doubt,
and filled each crater with tears,
as his breath painted the night sky with
mist spewed into the chill of winter,
fast and frantic and desperate-
he knelt in the snow and prayed,
and prayed,
and waited…
the sun dried his face clean,
and taught him the power of words
and the truth behind them,
of expression, and the freedom
that it dealt,
of self belief,
and the healing that it sows,
of change, and the foundation that it
constructs-
one foot on the ground and another
on the mountain,
perched tall on the moon while gazing
at mars,
always searching ahead for the next
challenge,
preparing for the next battle,
dreaming of the next hurdle,
planning the next adventure
and refusing to settle for less…
all while savoring each second
of the present*

5-26-15

The storm awakens what the sun
lulls to sleep,
just as starlight opens the eyes
of those blinded by the
day-
we are all just a bit jaded,
but our souls itch for that
gentle whisper,
that reassurance,
that power of the storm to
electrify and awaken us,
that strength to surge forward
with a ferocious peace…
each storm is different though,
yet we will still dance in its
rain, our eyes opened by its
reassurance*

-G. Boston

5-14-15

We live in a world fueled by coffee and
motivational quotes-
we subsist on both to fuel our lives,
codependent on words…
we are reliant on the wisdom and musings
of others-
some words speak to us,
some shoot directly to the heart and
into the soul,
where they bind with every dream and
hope that we’ve ever had,
while others are merely letters on a
screen, in one eye and out the other,
perhaps just mutterings that we ingest to
convince ourselves that our personal worlds
are not as standard as they seem-
how many of us truly live that wisdom?
the only way to find out is to keep on reading…
until we are the writer behind those random
quotes,
until we are the ones living the words that
we’ve read, and spoken, and written*

– G. Boston