#continuance
Just who we are, we may not know
We’ve traveled far, but more to go
I think we’re lost, but maybe not
At any cost, use what we’ve got
Report the time, and send the mail
Stop on a dime, when ideas fail
We lost the day, we cost the man
What will we say, do what we can
It seems to me, no matter what
Some things will be, some things will not
You search and seek, try not to fail
The boat may leak, but on we sail
So busy life, goes on each day
With daily strife, we find our way
It’s never clear, we’re never sure
With trembling fear, we will endure
Feb 17, 2025
Feb 17, 2025 at 5:12 PM UTC
(A gloomy, rainy Sunday...4:50 pm)
Sundown comes, and takes with
it, the spirit, the lilt of the day.
it wearies, and wanes...restless
minds succumb to acquiescence
and introspection at day's end,
the dark calms the world...
we thank God, for saving us one
more long day...from misfortunes,
diseases, from the evils of humanity.
on lengthened gloomy days,
ashen hues of displeasure
ebb and flow, born from hushed
questions...dying unanswered,
it's hard at times, to keep on loving
all that we love...do everything we
love doing, with the same longing
and enthusiasm...as before.
to be, or not to be,
to do, or not to do,
to love, or not to love---
how do you practice continuance,
while reeling upon the murky
mid streams in life?
what if, we are suddenly,
summoned...to back off from
existence, take a final break?
do we carry resentment
wherever we may end up?
whatever second life awaits us?
our weary souls take rest, these
wonderings fade, as we close our
eyes at night...rising to a hopeful
sunrise, to wondrous chirpings of
birds...to rooster's calls...to water
flowing from the faucet...the sweet
smell of maple syrup and freshly
made pancakes, and sniffs of coffee
brewing...songs and scents of a new
morning, then, sun peeps through
slits and spaces, melting last night's
dark perspectives...a continuance
occurs...another day to tackle.
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sally b
© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
August 25, 2021
#morning #continuance #sallyb
Sep 12, 2021
Sep 12, 2021 at 5:04 AM UTC
All in this together.
All in this forever.
All have influence.
Each choice has continuance.
Every person you know:
a living domino.
Think twice about how
you unwittingly allow
their pushes to make you bow.
And think thrice about who
comes leaning on you,
for not every pathway is true.
Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 5:46 AM UTC
Within the still pool
below I hang, striving still
Determination.
Feb 15, 2017
Feb 15, 2017 at 4:10 PM UTC
Human,
lost,
amidst
endless strife,
without,
and within,
mind
turbulent,
confused,
despairing..
Yet, there is still
light;
there is still
peace-
there is still
God.
I will not despair.
I will love,
I will laugh,
I will cry,
I will sorrow,
on; for I
will not
forego
the sweet, pure
joy of
life,
not without
a fight.
I will live,
and I will
be happy;
I will not
despair.
I promise...
I promise
you.
I will not
despair.
For there is
joy, and peace,
and love,
in life; and
there is eternity,
which is
everything,
embodiment
of all good,
all joy, all
love, all
innocence,
and purity,
within this
life, as well
as the next.
All I must do,
is find it.
Nov 21, 2016
Nov 21, 2016 at 3:07 PM UTC