There are certain questions in life that you could live your whole life without asking if not that answering them but, that is not important. What is important is whether or not you can live at peace with the unasked questions/unanswered questions?
Who are you?
Where is home?
Who are your true friends?
Are you at peace?
What is love?
How are you?
What does it matter to you?
What do you value?
Who do you trust?
What keeps you up at night?
What is right?
What is good?
…
Do these questions really matter?
Thursday 19 June 2014
Maybe, just maybe my story can change the world
Have you ever read or heard a story that changed some part of your perspective on life. I have, quite a few times actually. Many times the author goes unknown, yet it changes your life; even if it is just a small part of it.
We have experiences which hurt us, sometimes even break us yet we are still here and we are still alive. Broken and cracked we stand and for that reason, I would go to extremes and say that we are strong and there is hope.
There is Hope.
We live in a crazy world and I recently discovered that there is nothing new about that. As a wise King once said “…there is nothing new under the sun. It was here already, long ago; it was here before our time.” There is a lot to be learned from the wise, the old and the dead. Great men and women have walked before us. Great men and women walk along side of us. And, great men and women we are.
So…
Everyone has a story to tell
a book to write
a poem to recite
a mouth to feed
a door to close
a window to open
a tear to shed
a person to love
a task to complete
a wound to heal
a burden to carry
a treasure to find
a truth to reveal
a nation to conquer
and, a story to tell...
Thursday 5 June 2014
Releasing my caged bird
A father who worked at the zoo was given two eggs so he took them home to his twin daughters. Once the birds had grown, Sarah let hers go because she wanted her bird’s beauty to be displayed for all to see. On the other hand her sister, Simone kept hers locked in a cage, in the house; because she always wanted to see its beauty. Who are you, Sarah or Simone? The destiny of these birds isn't evident at that moment. Sarah’s bird could be shot and killed or it could go fly and reveal its beauty for the world to see Simone’s bird could be well kept after, yet never freed.
...words move me
Words move me to a point that when I utter them I have the ability to move others. The first time I recited a poem I was 14 years old I was shocked at how good I was and how easy it came to me to manipulate words to invoke emotions in people. From that point, I knew that I was good. Yet just knowing that you are good is not enough to make you great. Everyone has something placed inside of them, which if seen or heard will ignite great things in other people. There may be something that you do that moves people, identify it and sharpen your sword.
One of the main reasons that I started this blog was my need to release my poetry. I write, I write when happy, when sad when inspired; I write. You know that question... if your house were to burn down and you were given the opportunity to get one thing, what would that thing be? Well, my one thing is my file, with my poetry and other pieces of writing in it. That file inspired this blog, you see as deep and personal as it may be I believe it’s to be shared. I wanted to let my bird fly. There is such great freedom in sharing your heart because “as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people do the same”(Marianne Williamson). It is a scary thing to do; you worry about what other people will say or how they will respond to your bird. In reality, not everyone will like what you have to give nor will they necessarily like you but, that is no reason to keep that bird caged.
...what moves you?
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