Simple Mutterings - ''It Is In Your Hands''
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I was born innocent and my consciousness began,
And from the beginning like everyone I have struggled;
Those baby cries were my first protests about my life,
And as a child I thought I was eternal.
So many times during my journey I have risked life,
I have taken it for granted without any respect;
And from my first awaking into this world I have searched,
And searched for the meaning of my existence.
Now, I stand back an observer and analyze my choices,
All the paths taken, the twists and turns, the huge hills;
The people who filled me with love and even those now gone,
And I realize that life is the opposite of death.
So my life needs to have meaning, a function, a reason,
I want a journey with soul and depth and spiritual hues;
I will never have all the answers to the whys and nor will you,
This life is a gift to be used well and to not be wasted.
"So take your life into your own hands from this moment on."
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February 11, 2015
Poetry/Carpe Diem/Simple Mutterings/"It Is In Your Hands"
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