Although I could count the petals of a flower
the tree of my great faith doesn't cease from sight
like a seed of hope always seems to foster,
the echoing call that wants a praying answer in the night.
As I venture into Summer's golden warmth,
expecting a wanderer to sift through my heart
like an old folk delve into his youth,
and a slight hurry to deepen for comfort.
The splashing river grasps within my soul
as if I would find my inner peace
to let go the pain and its faults
with the sun shining on my face.
Having a desire to transform my life
into a love that is sweet as a nut
as I touched God's hands I felt completely safe
with a flower of pure joy leads me to shout.
As I find myself feeling strong and blessed,
thanking God for yielding me to the tides of strength
like a little sprout had been sowed,
Cum virtus invenit Amor et Fides.
(When Courage finds Love and Faith)
Categories:
virtus, faith, god, love,
Form: Rhyme
Don't listen to failure,
don't trust in success...
be mostly firefly
than a proud sun... !
mostly lover than
the beloved moon...!
but never dazzle
your own glow,
don't belittle
your love... 1
Do not bother yourself
with the failure...
don't you ever be disturbed
with success...
The two pass...
look for balance,
at the extremes,
Virtus in medium est...!
Categories:
virtus, allegory, allusion, appreciation, caregiving,
Form: Carpe Diem
Left delirious
on the right intolerance
virtus medium
Categories:
virtus, allusion, political, wisdom,
Form: Haiku