Gambling

Sometimes looking back can be step forward -- being certain of where not to return -- paths of experience already traveled. Grass-less ruts heavily trafficked by self and loser others -- I search for detours, missed games of chance -- though lectured long and wide on the pitfalls of gambling...God, our perfect example!~ His life and death wager of Free Will... What greater stake than a Soul? Each of us given one Gambit of Time!?

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 11/8/2024 12:15:00 PM

- It's always good to be aware of the pitfalls ... a poem for thought, Joe - Happy weekend :) - hugs

Joe Dimino
Date: 11/9/2024 7:09:00 AM

Hi Anne; thank you. So pleased you could relate. Blessings.

Valsa George

Date: 11/8/2024 1:47:00 AM

We all make detours in life. It gives us chance to rectify our past mistakes and avoid going to places travelled before which are not quite favourable for us. But sometimes as in gambling we like to take chances. The last part is the crux of all. We are given free will and it is up to us not to stake out soul. Very profound thoughts dear Joe.

Joe Dimino
Date: 11/9/2024 7:11:00 AM

Hi Valsa; and yet God seems to wager the soul?! Perhaps not.... Blessings my friend.

Joe Maverick

Date: 11/6/2024 8:54:00 AM

Yes Joe Dimino..' how we do not realise the Line we tread.' Carried away by some percieved Delight? Or emergency.? We need to search inside ourselves, and grasp reality..' Also what we say.' I can vouch for this personally..) I sent you a soup mail btw, I don't know if you Are being occupied by the election results? On Which I wish you, all the best' and your America also.!

Joe Dimino
Date: 11/7/2024 12:34:00 AM

Thank you, Joe; will be around more soon. Thank you for the article...I will study it as soon as my joyful brain settles. Thank Sky News for us. Blessings my friend.

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 11/2/2024 7:31:00 PM

So well said. We learn from errors. The spiritual ending was a reverent surprise. There are warnings and progress in your poem.

Joe Dimino
Date: 11/4/2024 2:57:00 AM

Thank you, Hilda; so pleased you got something positive out of the read. Just my opinion. Blessings my friend.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 11/1/2024 1:02:00 PM

What a wonderful way to state the importance of our soul!

Joe Dimino
Date: 11/1/2024 1:35:00 PM

Hi Kim; priceless as you know. Blessings my friend.

Ink Empress

Date: 10/30/2024 12:48:00 PM

Dear Joe, you are right, we learn from past experiences, sometimes we reflect and pause, and make moves for better, and that should be the way of life, as everything in life, whether good or bad teaches us something. I love how youv written this and also the title is accurate and fitting, especially love the line “ already traveled. Grass-less ruts heavily trafficked by self and loser others --” deep! Pleasure reading you today. Sending you light always~

Joe Dimino
Date: 11/1/2024 11:03:00 AM

As a wise person once told me, who had to do many things she would have preferred not to, just to survive the war -- "no sin in being in a rut...the only sin is remaining there if given a chance to change. Blessings my friend.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 10/29/2024 4:00:00 AM

One must think hard on this poem. Should we gamble our souls? I would not do it.

Joe Dimino
Date: 10/29/2024 4:35:00 AM

Nor would I. Thank you, Victor. Would God? I don't believe He would nor does. Blessings my friend.