Its been a long trip
On a rolling sea
Sometimes the waves were strong
Sometimes profoundly gentle
There was much to learn
On the rolling trip back home
Much to collect and apply
From each wave that arrived
The sea is calmer now
The waves more gentle
Her observations are more keen
She has arrived at being old
Carol Suchecki
Aug 2025
Aug 15, 2025
Aug 15, 2025 at 3:59 AM UTC
I met a woman on the bus
She told me about her favorite politician
He was different than mine
I told her my thoughts about mine
His character, his words, his loves, his actions
Our conversation went on for a while
She applied each thing to her own choice
We parted as friends
With much to think about
Carol Suchecki
Aug 15, 2025
Aug 15, 2025 at 3:54 AM UTC
What is Peace? I ask my Soul.
Is it the absence of conflict, Is it perfection?
The answer comes that it is not The conflict remains
But harmony prevails.
All need not be the same Create a salad
Not a stew.
The beauty of our Earth experience Is in bringing distant points together, Creating beauty, music, art and love.
It takes more than one To create a symphony.
It takes more than one to love.
And in loving all our distinctive and different selves,
The One that we become
Becomes Divine. Blessings of Peace,
Carol, 2011
Aug 15, 2025
Aug 15, 2025 at 3:49 AM UTC