Never accept the things that you cannot change, just change the things you cannot accept and as you begin to find out what is real you begin to realize that nothing is as perfect as you imagine it to be.
Somewhere in my mind just now, as I write these words, run all of good tines and the bad times so fast I could hardly see them yet I can call back any one of them and and describe them in finest detail.
In my words I express my faith in life, my conscience, my hopes, my loves and my attempts to understand what is and and what has been going on in the world that surrounds me and may you find inspiration and warmth in my words.
Looking out at the road passing under my wheels, I can't tell you all how crazy this life feels but as a writer I try to look at my poems from a new perspective, turning tragedy into tenacity and in my creativity I allow myself to make mistakes, but the art of it is just knowing which ones to keep.
Understand life backwards but live it forwards knowing that once great wrongs are done it is rarely possible to undo them so cultivate your powers of recuperation and restoration and even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise again.
Life provides the contours and we as poets provide the shading and color and you will find that as the years pass you by you will become more creative and make fewer mistakes because you become aware that your days are numbered and that nothing remains the same in the game of life.
Know that habit is your constant companion,your greatest helper, or your heaviest burden and it will push you onward or drag you down to failure, but always know that it is always at your command as half of the tasks you do are done by habit quickly and correctly, so be firm with it and show it exactly how you wish things done and after a few lessons habit will do it automatically. Jon York 2017