Our planet earth is round, covered with cities & small towns,
Every few months a new season comes around, we should all be happy,
Floating in space, where ever were bound. We cannot jump off, gravity,
Will keep us on the ground, Listen, for a real true reason, be still, answers,
Come in words of sound, With respect to others, search for your inner self,
It is there to be found, morals, true feelings, surviving together, more,
Honor and pleasure, then wearing a gold crown. Evil always tries,
To destroy the good, they never rise up the ladder, their thought always down,
Explore your true thoughts, and feelings, look alone, changes make us grow,
Experience, walk a different path, try, humans were not made to be ***-bound.
Your personal home, inside and out, a reflection, of you, your castle, keep peace,
On your street, eliminate neighborhood battle grounds. Life is too short,
There is enough, to share, the way we think creates our attitude, keep positive,
Achievable, goals, with time and effort, life turns around. Many challenges,
Possibilities, appear in life, some were put there for a reason, a precise moment,
Of our journey, We, decide to accept move forward, or turn around, we are each,
To, change our chapters in this life many times, If, you were to experience,
It will be back around life can be a merry-go round.

The Original: Tom Maxwell © 4/18/2022 AD

დარდმან შემიპყრან,
ქარი მომვარდა სევდით.
ტყე სიჩუმითა
მოალმასებულ ოკეანესა ზედა,
ნუგეშს მოველი მასში.

There are some things, you never get over,
You think about them every day, why,
Seems to be the answer, to many questions,
As you watch the years pass away.
Family, friends, and special others, who touched,
Your heart, as you travel through this life of days,
Everyone has many lessons to learn,
During their time, that’s a limited stay.
Each person, has a different purpose, their part,
In this life’s play, every life time varies,
How many breaths you will take, while acting
  Your part on planet earth, which is your stage.
Some will see one hundred years, while others,
Never see a second, of one single day.
None of you ever have, or will see the script,
With lessons, you must let the pain fade,
When the original story was written,
Everyone, was to love, care, and share,
Without judging each other’s ways,
What kind of memories, are you creating,
In this life, for others,
After your soul travels, away.


The Original: Tom Maxwell © 5/30/2022 AD
12;01 am

Silenced
by this flow of words.

Go into that quiet space
and before the mirror
watch your face
alter with the winds that blow.

And if time is all we have
then grasp it
hold it tight
savour it
and
make it last

even as change changes
change, changes change
and chances appear

'see a penny
and
pick it up'

Lady Luck has little to do
but watch.