Best Willingness Poems
"The amount of good luck coming your way depends on your willingness to act". Quote by Barbara Sher
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Whispers of disobedience float in the air.
A challenge beyond the conformity snare
An inability or refusal to shift or comply
However, awareness stirs—a probing stare.
Prejudice dances with arrogance—and defy
Forcefulness quality—firm fervor to untie.
Rebellion and lack of collaboration clash.
Invest in openness—it's time to stroll and fly.
Refusal and firmness oppose ceding or crash.
Willfulness, otherwise, is wisdom gained to dash.
Mastery gives way to mystery—humility to adore.
As the spirit discovers its own rhythm and flash.
When you act from the depths of your soul's core.
You sense a river flowing—a delight you can't ignore.
Award-winning is optional, as has been shown.
However, the drive to prevail is a factor to explore.
Vocation isn't from having a strong will alone.
It involves listening and finding your unique tone.
The dance of will and stubbornness—a path of dread
A delicate equilibrium, a magnificent finesse throne
So let your resolve lead you—push you ahead.
Listen for the hushed voice of willingness instead.
For in the rhythm of these two, a dance to adjoin
Therein is the beauty of growth—wisdom to be said.
Let us, therefore, accept both sides of the coin.
The determination and commitment to join.
In the dance of avarice and openness line.
We uncover our true glory, our inner enjoin.
In the vast symphony of life's grand design
Willpower and flexibility dance—intertwine.
Because it is at the junction of these two.
That we find our essence and its true sign.
1st place contest winner
to not be grumpy
even when it is in the
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January 29 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Exodus 35-37
Key Verse– Exodus 35:29 The children of Israel brought a willing offering unto the LORD, every man and woman, whose heart made them willing to bring for all manner of work, which the LORD had commanded to be made by the hand of Moses.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY WILLINGNESS DRIVER
Lord God, You are my willingness Driver along Your assured presence
Thank You for making me wise-hearted with Your commandment’s license…
Here am I seeking Your holiness’ sweet incense
Ready to meet You around prayer-fellowship’s essence.
Lord God, You are my willingness Driver along Your divine altar
Thank You for moving me to Your service against selfishness-mar…
Here am I desiring for Your approval, midst Your guiding star
Ready to bring You my all that pride cannot disbar.
Lord God, You are my willingness Driver along Your great wisdom
Thank You for maneuvering me by Your power to prioritize Your kingdom…
Here am I clinging to Your grace without boredom
Ready to learn from You around Your truth’s freedom.
Lord God, You are my willingness Driver along Your glorious sanctuary
Thank You for motivating me to involve in Your ministry…
Here am I esteeming Your name as I remain in Your secured victory
Ready to obey You with love while declaring Your Gospel story.
Lord God, You are my willingness Driver along Your nurturing nourishment
Thank You for mentoring to me by Your sovereign engagement…
Here am I delighting in Your compassion’s constant fulfillment
Ready to abide in You, resting serenely in Your settlement.
Lord God, You are my willingness Driver along Your peaceful light
Thank You for molding me well to reach Your standard height…
Here am I yielding to Your design that is always right
Ready to become Your vessel of honour devoid of sinful blight.
Lord God, You are my willingness Driver along Your shining direction
Thank You for minding me to check my ways against imperfection…
Here am I yearning for Your favour with Your commendation
Ready to continue doing my best with full devotion.
January 29, 2023
I will always resolve to outrun the next crisis.
I will sometimes incur trauma out of desperation.
I will never allow my essence to be separated even as my consciousness splits.
I will forever be in limbo in my quest to independence.
I will one day stop trying to be a martyr-
As if my sacrifice will lead to a cure.
I've been transformed by willingness, and a desire
to move forward without keeping sad things in mind.
Confident to smile with surprise and allowing love to flow in;
faces don't avoid my glances that were unfriendly and sullen.
Something that happens unexpectadly can give someone an unusual thrill;
I distrusted people who were different from me...having no character, no will.
Followed by my shadow, fear captured me to create unnecessary fright;
my room became my habitat and escape from a society claiming their plight.
With no friends to meet at cafes and local restaurants, I closed my windows,
prohibiting a glint of sunshine...assuming it wasn't meant for me, but for others.
Glued to a wide screen, watching documentaries of tragedies and unaviodable fates;
empathizing with them, and yet convinced that I shouldn't have been grabbing at straws.
Hackneyed words came out of my mouth, a habitue' of negative and dubitable thoughts;
and filled with their drudgery,I stopped listening to positive folks, thus, doubling my loads.
How can one be transformed by willingness? Discard the habits that amount to nothing;
find the source of your uselessness, and be inspired by all who have achieved their goal.
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
I've been wild and crazy
A loose goose on the rampage
I partied and pleasured
And played
Rolled time up in a tight coil
Squeezing everything out
Tied the knot firmer
Stretched to the limit
Struggled wholeheartedly
With every endeavor
Pushed to my limit
Like a steamroller
Straightening and smoothing
The road ahead of me
Never looking back
Closing all the doors behind me
Before crossing the next bridge to burn
And turning the next corner
Rocking the boogie of bash
Now
Older worn and riddled
No desire - No regrets
Fastened and trussed in old blue PJ's
Watching the birds flicker
Wafting the sweet scented flowers
Taking in the air
Sitting on the same road
Not moving
This fidgety gray curmudgeon
Rocking in my chair
Still a mover and shaker
With many, many stories to share
April 26, 2020
Wild Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anthony Slausin
Ready to forget,
burning every memory
with this swollen wrath;
if I took it to my grave
unrest would be my sure curse!
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1 cup of a sharp (pungent) goats cheese
1 cup of toasted hazelnuts
1/4 cup of slithered almonds
1/2 cup of cocoa
4 tablespoons vanilla
1&1/2 cups of sugar
1/4 cup of chopped dried cherries
4 tablespoons of raspberry liqueur
a pound cake cooked in a ringed Bundt pan
3 cups of a frosting
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First a feather,
Then a fruit, a hard one,
And then a stone,
A bigger one, then boulders,
Rolling over one another,
There was no use fleeing,
Or rather I did not want to,
So I bled, and I was crushed,
Somehow it never hurt!
Monday, 15/7/2024, 20:23:00
It was late. Time to say goodnight.
As I waved goodbye at my front door.
You gave me your hand to help me walking down the steps.
I sang "Take my hand, take my whole life too"
You "For I can't help falling in love with you"
You recited me the title of that song.
The next Morning, I checked online and found that song.
I went to M Central, and hogged the piano,
Amazingly, within 30 minutes,
I managed to play and sing it.
It was the first song I ever played and sang along with it.
Before that day, I could only play melodies,
But never be able to do what I did for you.
Later that evening, when you paid me a visit.
I jumped on the Keyboard and asked if you would like to hear,
The song "Can't help falling in love".
You quickly stopped me from playing it.
You explained you had heard enough of it,
While growing up with your family.
I knew there was much more than that.
You had a crush on that Asian primary school girl friend and lost her.
The song reminded you of your heart broken time, and
You wanted no one bringing back your lovesick time.
BB, if you can't let go of the past,
You will never be able to share your future with anyone,
Including the one you love, if you have one.
Not all men are bad.
Not all think with their narcissistic egos.
Some men have hearts some women know nothing about.
Some men just want to be heard.
But when they are told to just suck it up & be a man.
It hinders them.
It hides them.
Are you actually empathetic enough to listen to them?
Or have you too been blinded by your own willingness to feel?
Repeating myself
Over and over and over again
You can’t begin to imagine the pain.
The anguish.
The derelict feelings born of a journey
To better thyself.
To become the best version of me
A version forged in solitude.
I scream into the silence,
And I cry like a ghost in a glass house
Visible, but unheard.
Seen, but not felt.
Do they care?
About this version of me
This loathing of life,
This obsession to become
Everything they said I couldn’t?
Let me make it clear:
I. Will. Endure.
In spite of them.
In spite of the silence.
In spite of the lack of applause.
In spite of the hate.
The anguish.
The sorrow.
So I say unto you
You who don’t want to see your loved ones win:
You sit still while the chosen move.
You call effort "too much"
While they make it look easy.
You sleep because you're tired of trying.
I sleep because I burned myself alive in effort.
I don’t rest because I’m lazy
I rest because I fight every single day
To outwork, outthink, outperform
EVERY. LAST. DOUBT.
Let me show you a world
Where execution is my art.
Where performance is my ritual.
Where there is
No stop.
No quit.
No giving in.
Never.
NEVER.
NEVER AGAIN.
I am willing to forgive because I trust in God to forgive me thus
7/16/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.© 2020
leave the cell phone at home
pack a quick lunch
park the stress behind
bring your willingness to the beach
willing to have a terrific day
of silence and meditation
ability to learn-desire to succeed