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FEELING INNER ENERGY Often what we need is all around ,falling light,simple sound,lost until we actually look Splash of rain momentarily a pain is the life's blood for most all living Strolling into the wind are we flustered as it makes us bend or thankful for the coolness as we walk Life is dealt in spades ,take pleasure with each treasure,tokens accepted then gladly given Practice makes perfect is our daily plan,what will work,made in haste or taken from a book When will we see to set our own stage ,break free from a cage,watch our narrow path widen Accepting but still hesitant ,await what could be bright or will it bring us down,something hidden, wanting to revoke Strength from within harnessed,finding new drive, watching it build ,maybe something new on the horizon Reflections in hindsight build inner muscle,Lessons earned when willing to uncloak Who pays the penance, where will we retrieve the vigor when left lacking will we see the vision Finding more room in our soul becomes an unforeseen role ,adjusting each day like an artist from a simple sketch to that final masterstroke. R.C.
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Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 6:23 AM UTC
FEELING INNER ENERGY
FEELING INNER ENERGY Often what we need is all around ,falling light,simple sound,lost until we actually look Splash of rain momentarily a pain is the life's blood for most all living Strolling into the wind are we flustered as it makes us bend or thankful for the coolness as we walk Life is dealt in spades ,take pleasure with each treasure,tokens accepted then gladly given Practice makes perfect is our daily plan,what will work,made in haste or taken from a book When will we see to set our own stage ,break free from a cage,watch our narrow path widen Accepting but still hesitant ,await what could be bright or will it bring us down,something hidden, wanting to revoke Strength from within harnessed,finding new drive, watching it build ,maybe something new on the horizon Reflections in hindsight build inner muscle,Lessons earned when willing to uncloak Who pays the penance, where will we retrieve the vigor when left lacking will we see the vision Finding more room in our soul becomes an unforeseen role ,adjusting each day like an artist from a simple sketch to that final masterstroke. R.C.
We often need something extra to rely on,it often isn't the others we can reach out too, finding that hidden inner strength can be a real growing experience I appreciate your reading your thoughts are helpful. Rick
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Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 6:23 AM UTC
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