“A poem is the very image of life expressed in its eternal truth.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

A Different Perspective

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So I venture out.
Lo, the air is breathable.
The sun shines brightly.

Reminders abound,
if I will open myself,
that good stuff exists.

For yet one more day,
I cajole myself forward
expecting blessings.


3 comments:

Muffie said...

I hope you find those blessings and they will give you peace!

Karen said...

I no longer have expectations, I gave them up. Since doing so, I have found freedom to live in, and enjoy the moment. The rewards have been exceptional.

I'm happy to hear that you managed to venture out. Only when we go into the world, will we find it's beauty, brightness and blessings.

Judy at Peace Be With You said...

Muff, every day I search for those blessings.

Karen, I do venture out when I can. It does help me reframe my reality. I try too to limit expectations but still find that hard to implement completely.