Just as God created a world,
he also created a story.
It unfolds every day,
patient to reveal his glory.
The chapters of our lives
seem nonsensical from inside.
But time will reveal
a story that will heal
Every hurt and pain,
showing no suffering was in vain.
Set your hope on the promised day
when all evil will be washed away.
And all things will be made new,
including me and you!

To name,
is to mask.
Covering up magic.

heart trumps mind
so find it
don't leave it behind
feed it
look after it
for it overflows into
everything you do
most hearts
die
trampled under life
squashed in the dirt
left to rot
when it could have bloomed
when it could have laughed
and oozed with love
but you didn't love it
you told it
you had to make a living
and grow up
but little did you know
you were dead anyway
you left your heart behind
a long time ago
you've been living
but no life
go back
pick that hunk of flesh off the road
nurture that precious thing
put some life back into it
ask it questions
show that it matters
when you get your heart back
you will realise
nothing else mattered
you will realise
you were born to live
your heart is actually beautiful
really beautiful.

Playing can eventually become work if you play hard enough.

Poetry doesn't do life justice,
But it certainly makes it better.

There is a secret nobody knows. Silently alone it







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Life is made up of choices small.

It's easy to think they don't matter at all.

The present strides with confidence,

But the future knows its consequence.

Each choice is a direction,

Branching from an intersection.

Live with eyes that look ahead,

So the future you is not misled.

The most grand, meaningful,
far-reaching and wonderful
things are not at all
the big things, but the small.

It's late at night
The page is white
So I think I might write
About how a letter
Becomes far better
When organised by a typesetter
And each of us
Should learn to trust
That no human is superfluous.

The more work done today,
the more exciting tomorrow is.

You are on a ball in space. That’s all.
What you do with this simple fact is your call.