When a mishap takes place...
I ignored it, and pressed on.
What else to do?
Grace is not always polished.
But I can smile between the screams.
If I stumble, that's how we grow…
and if luck feels absurd,
I'll chuckle all the way under...
Because every problem has a resolution
in its own time.
No matter how far the clouds may stretch…
I'm sure it won't last forever.
Life glimmers softly in its simple grace.
Do not complicate the gentle things
We never knew what comes next.
So live, and live fully.
Life is simple to live
It's your lifestyle that complicate
You can live in simple house
Buy things that's local
Eat simple nutritious food
Wear simple dress that suit your taste
Use bike for short distance
Ride a public vehicle for economy
Save one third of your salary
For emergency life's purposes
Save energy for next day consumption
Think positively and don't overthink
Do things one at a time
Live a prayerful life.
Do you know the love of Jesus
And the comfort of his care
And the sweetness of his presence
Just to know that he is there?
Troubles try and sadness sickens
Worries multiply and vex
But remember Jesus promised
I will never you forsake.
Mountains great may be still greater
Problems ever complicate
But be sure if you love Jesus
You are never left to fate.
When he died for helpless sinners
All sin’s consequences bore
He became our perfect refuge
Peace and rest for evermore.
Pain-free life he never promised
Never said you’d live at ease
But his love and care make troubles
Stepping-stones to find his peace.
Why not trust this loving Jesus
Give yourself to his true care
All your worries give him fully
All your troubles let him bear?
He is able, he is able,
He is mighty, he is true,
He is loving, kind and gentle
He has given himself for you.
Do you know the love of Jesus
And the comfort of his care
And the sweetness of his presence
Just to know that he is there?
Troubles try and sadness sickens
Worries multiply and vex
But remember Jesus promised
I will never you forsake.
Mountains great may be still greater
Problems ever complicate
But be sure if you love Jesus
You are never left to fate.
When he died for helpless sinners
All sin’s consequences bore
He became our perfect refuge
Peace and rest for evermore.
Pain-free life he never promised
Never said you’d live at ease
But his love and care make troubles
Stepping-stones to find his peace.
Why not trust this loving Jesus
Give yourself to his true care
All your worries give him fully
All your troubles let him bear?
He is able, he is able,
He is mighty, he is true,
He is loving, kind and gentle
He has given himself for you.
"THEY"
A planet spins into another atmosphere.
Pricked by the gloomy voices of, they.
They drown all that is tranquil.
They smother one another.
They complicate moments of splendor.
They are always here, and they hate others.
I know sometimes I hear them.
They hear nothing.
They do not fear you.
They do not hear you.
They turn blasphemes into unholy truths.
Refuse to lend an ear.
Do not run.
They know the chase.
In a blur, I pray to be safe from they.
I am too far for them to love me.
Too quiet for them to hush my mouth.
They will one day burn the world.
We won't find a soul mate dished up on a plate,
We won't find a soul mate if we always complicate,
We won't find a soul mate if we over compensate,
We won't find a soul mate if we procrastinate,
We won't find a soul mate if we don't participate,
We won't find a soul mate if their importance we underestimate,
or over their existence speculate.
Our eldest daughter found her soul mate,
And did not hesitate,
An example for others to emulate.
As for her parents fate,
That is up for serious debate,
Now that I suspect I have a friend who to me does resonate,
To me all the aspects of soul mate,
When it is too late,
Yet I cannot help but speculate,
About a different fate,
Or a late change contemplate,
Even though it might complicate,
It's colder than cold but the sun's shining brightly
Which makes a whole lot of difference to me
Must have been born on a bright sunny day
To expect that's how each day should be
Unfortunately we must take the bad with the good
Helps us to appreciate the good even more
Gotta be happy with the skin that we're in
Cuz I don't know of any trade-in store
What if you were to loose the job that you've had
For years then it suddenly becomes obsolete
Sure a good reason to sound off just a bit
Need security to make life complete
But really no one else can promise you the moon
You determine how your life will work out
Choices that you make is totally yours
And strive to persevere throughout
So the bottom line as I see it are really quite simple
Less complicated is the name of life's game
Don't complicate life more than necessary
Soon be back to from where you came
There are so many paths that we’re spoilt for choice,
each religion claiming it alone is true,
yet all admit that love’s the pulse of God’s voice,
so shifting from head to heart, blessings accrue.
Let’s keep it simple hermit, why complicate,
for if we truly wish to reach heaven’s gate,
befriending silence, lets plunge into the void,
that thus invoking grace, delusion’s destroyed.
("Windhorse", 2023, original encaustic)
Wind Talk
Children talk to the wind
A skill, a talent, a desire
Most adults have lost
And forgotten they ever had.
Anyone can talk, but
Maybe what’s really lost
Is the aptitude to hear
Wind’s reply.
The wind talks
And children listen
The children talk in turn
And wind replies.
This is the natural order of things
The natural give and take
Call and response
Of what it means to be alive.
Children don’t know a lot of things
But they certainly know
What it means to be alive
And aren’t shy letting us know.
Adults like to complicate
The whole equation
Putting barriers between
What is and isn’t.
While a child in utter simplicity
Walks through such barriers
As easily as ghosts
Through walls.
Until eventually something happens
And the corpus collosum seals shut
With its gateways strictly guarded
By the voice of reason.
If you live long enough
That voice gets hoarse and tired
And eventually in its own turn
Relaxes the controls.
This after all is the natural order of things
The ebb and flow of Life in all its forms.
How do I know?
The wind just told me.
(3/24/24)
Our differences are like the pieces of a puzzle called life.
~~~
We’re like black and white, forever disparate.
While I look to the right, you search the left side.
Though we’re so opposite, I see your merit.
When I’ve been confused, you’ve often clarified.
What seems like love and hate, could be crazy fate.
You’re outspoken while I’m totally tongue-tied.
At times, we’re night and day, which can complicate.
Still, our hearts are linked by our feelings like love.
Our dreams bring so much wonder to captivate.
Our bond was surely started by God above.
Only He knew what this union would teach us.
Though unalike, our two hearts fit like a glove.
Some think this relationship is treasonous.
I still believe love is meant to make a fuss.
VANITIES
a pageant
an
interaction
in
thedesired
direction
distinguished
dazzling. & radiant
elusive
& shifting
overwhelming
with
a
potential
shimmering
cloud
streaming
with
serene
light
TRANSFORMATION
peerless
&monumental
in
magnitude
a kind
of desire
ego
on conquest
to
diffuse
light
a visible
facade
raw & exposed
so
original
&
anonymous
but
still
intimate
&vulnerable
aspiring
enthusing
the complicit
to
imperceptibly
embellish
&
complicate
the
posture
I’m lost.
It’s nothing new, I just sit around and overthink, overcompensate, over complicate, overwork the brain but it has its limits.
I see now what I do, how I am, who I become when I’m lost. It’s crazy though, you see it, you feel it, you know it but still you dare to ask me what my thoughts were.
I can’t answer, I’ve been chasing the answers for years and still I have yet to see the light at the end of my tunnel, funneled from the beginning of being lost.
lost, is how I feel without you. It’s been 3 days now and still I feel as if we’re hanging on by a thread. I hate this feeling of being; being lost, being crossed yet again I pour another glass of champagne because for in this moment, I feel found and not lost.
Lost, is what I feel, and I know I’m not helping this feeling by overthinking, over complicating over working, but still I can’t help but needing the answers I’ve been yearning.
How I hate being lost sometimes, but how I love finding out more about my damn self.
Relax
Breathe
Release
Write
Compose
Formulate
Turn complicate into translate
Balance thoughts
Fulfillment
Don’t pause on defeat
Perform the write on feat
Turn yourself into a writing pro
No one will ever know
It’s all you in show
Be the POET, you were meant to be
You and readers will see
Be confident
Stand on courage
Think on commitment
Thank POET THERAPY
Life's like a story we each create,
No rules to follow, no set fate.
With ups and downs, in joy and strife,
Our unique poem, the essence of life.
Each day's a new page, a chance to explore,
With love and loss, we learn even more.
No need for rhyme or rigid scheme,
Life's a free verse dream, like a flowing stream.
In the chapters of life, as time goes by,
We laugh, we cry, we reach for the sky.
No need to complicate or be serious,
Life's a poem, often mysterious.
So, with each moment, just be you,
In this life poem, dreams can come true.
No need for fancy words or disguise,
Life's a simple poem beneath the skies.
Life is simple if you don’t complicate it.
Life is complicated if you don’t simplify it.
Life is what you make of it.
Life is what makes you.
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