Sometimes you must
take a stand, even if you are
just a grain of sand
in the ocean of life,
so you can get
inspired.
Inspiration comes
not from memories
or experiences
but from within and know
that there are no
mistakes only
lessons.
Growth is a process
of trial and error
and lessons
are often repeated
until they are
learned.
What you make
of your life is up to you
and the answers
that you are looking for
can usually be found
within and you just have
to know when
to begin.
Like the Ocean
carries grains of sand
words carry my love
with sounds and syllables
borrowed from foreign
lands.
They errupt from
a broken heart
or unhealed
wounds and shattered dreams
or forgotten memories
and missed
chances.
I can't speak of yesterday
because there are
so many things
that I could say
but there is no good, bad,
malice or virtue,
only time and
circumstance.
So many loves have
come and gone
that I just let
slip through my hands
like grains of
sand. Jon York 2012
Apr 29, 2012
Apr 29, 2012 at 11:41 PM UTC
Sometimes you must
take a stand, even if you are
just a grain of sand
in the ocean of life,
so you can get
inspired.
Inspiration comes
not from memories
or experiences
but from within and know
that there are no
mistakes only
lessons.
Growth is a process
of trial and error
and lessons
are often repeated
until they are
learned.
What you make
of your life is up to you
and the answers
that you are looking for
can usually be found
within and you just have
to know when
to begin.
Like the Ocean
carries grains of sand
words carry my love
with sounds and syllables
borrowed from foreign
lands.
They errupt from
a broken heart
or unhealed
wounds and shattered dreams
or forgotten memories
and missed
chances.
I can't speak of yesterday
because there are
so many things
that I could say
but there is no good, bad,
malice or virtue,
only time and
circumstance.
So many loves have
come and gone
that I just let
slip through my hands
like grains of
sand. Jon York 2012
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