I write seventeens,
unless I am pressed for time.
Then I write long poems.
Compassion takes time.
Can you spare a few seconds?
It will reward you.
I often need a
lighten up prayer break more than
a dark coffee break
There’s great need for Good,
people helping out selflessly.
There’s no time to waste.
Somebody should help.
What? Who? Me? Oh yeah, it’s true,
I am somebody.
I have tried faster,
looser, tighter and harder.
Now I try softer.
I’ve long preferred the
company of women: wise,
determined, and brave.
Hope, faith and courage.
My friends in times of struggle.
Thanks for being there.
Say I love you now.
Don’t wait for the funeral.
Now is when there’s need.
Find joy today…now.
Forever is a long time,
and it’s coming soon.
Today I’m gentle,
with you, others and myself.
I feel nurtured.
Will you risk your dreams,
taking action to fulfill
them now, no excuse.
Loving myself just
the way I am, gratitude
fulfilling my life.
I stay where I’m loved.
I leave where I’m not valued.
I know what I’m worth.
It’s a sacred and
perfect moment when I love
myself as I am.
Often, when I feel
really old, oh so tired,
I just take a nap.
In this pandemic,
let us live life with aplomb.
We are up to it.
“Epogee full moon”
is just not as poetic
as a Supermoon.
Max cat on the floor,
playing with his little toys.
Alternative mice.
We oft speak from our
own spiritual sources,
She has hers, me mine.
I like daydreaming,
with my eyes widely open,
open to what comes.
Silence, I have found,
is just more often than not,
the best argument.
In unsteady times,
honor, trust and friendship are
a really big deal.
Peace is where I live.
There’s a key under the mat,
lest I forget that.
One day at a time,
practicing non-violence,
one choice at a time.
I’m always calm when
I’ve done all that I can do.
Peaceful acceptance.
Calm and gratitude,
humility, modesty.
Pleasures and treasures.
Allow yourself to
relax. Give in to the gift
of simply breathing.
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