C’est La vie say the
old fogies, it goes to show
you never can tell.
I care what others
think, but being creative
is my soulful right.
Faith is my Uber,
my ride to a bright future.
I think I’ll hop on.
What lies ahead, what
lies behind, both fine, but oh,
what lies within us.
Now, how can I be
the best possible person
who awakes in me?
I hear the doves sing
early every morning.
They’re saying, “still here.”
Abundance is not
something which I need pursue.
Just tuned into it.
Do not mess around.
Whatever you are doing,
play with all your heart.
My poetry spreads
at the rate it is meant to.
No publishers, please.
Love surely guides me,
as it surrounds and rules.
It is my lifeline.
I would rather find
the truth than worry about
being right all day.
Sometimes it takes work
just to be a decent man.
Still, that is my aim.
Doing my best to
expect nothing. It helps me
not be unhappy.
My poems are stories.
They could be songs. Wouldn’t that
be a huge delight?
Today I know that
everything will be just fine,
since I am with you.
Mindfulness does not
have to be hard. Remember,
simply, to breathe…breathe.
I am listening,
with my whole heart, my being.
I am present now.
Glad to wake with one
decision for this moment,
to just be happy.
I release the things
which no longer fit my world,
still grateful for them.
I sit for awhile,
out back, with our old feline,
peace is possible.
I get to be me
today, so happy to be,
alive and at peace.
What is the one thing
I can do today to help?
I can practice peace.
My life’s just so good,
I recently heard that news,
needn’t sing the blues.
I have all I need
for a happy, secure life.
This day is a gift.
I savor my good,
give thanks for my rich blessings.
Gratitude abounds.
Make me smile and laugh
until it hurts. Go ahead.
Try hard. I dare you.
Most days I wake up
thinking of distant friends, who
stay close in my heart.
When I think of some
community service, first
I think about home
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