Always have a strong will
Go forward and conquer
It all takes one step
Be the one to prosper
Put your heart into everything
Always be consistent
Demand excellence of yourself
Continue to be persistent

Who would think a rose so sweet
Would dry and crumble at the feet
And blooms that scent the night and day
Would steal a heart, then fade away

With petals soft and fondly red
Sweet essence fills an addled head
Then turns to dust before the eyes
Leaving naught, but sad surprise

Who would think such thorny vine
Could lift a blossom as divine
And by the stem on which it stands
Could so wrong an offered hand

Such strength and beauty is rarely true
A blessing owned by very few
As 'neath the soil, in winters keep
There sleeps a rose to tear a cheek

Who would think that perfect bloom
Could be a bane, a curse of doom
So fine a sight, yet in disguise
A rose to ***** and blind the eyes

What's gone has made me what I am
So I shall not fear what's ahead
But put trust in what will be, will be
And choose to live instead

I refuse to live in the now, worrying
What may or may not be
But take this moment in time
And live it totally

There's no time like the present
To breathe deep and feel alive
Living in the here and now
In each moment as I rise and thrive

Now is all there ever is
It's the only time that's real
So as the future takes its course
I’ll leave the past to heal

He is towering tall,
Stunning, golden, enthralls,
The only one that faces the sunlight of my soul

Each moment I
need an escape
from the
day-to-day grind,
i go deeper
into my
inner corridor
and ignite the
search light
in my soul.
Therein is the
brightest sun and
the day-star of
my soul shining
with so much
radiance it could
swallow up any
darkness within
my heart.
Within the depths
of the spirit
is drawn the
strength to conquer
and overcome.
Hidden within the
framework of
my spirit is
linked with the  
power of love.
The joy of
oneness in love
is strong and
so mesmerizing,
it's power can
subdue anything
negative within
the mind.
With sublime
subtleness it
penetrates the
impregnable and
softened the heart
of even the
hardest offender.
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He’s all she needs
To keep her safe
To give hope,
To this poor waif
She can’t face
her deepest fears
all alone.

He’s a dream
She won’t wake
He’s a circle
That won’t break
Never was there a beginning
Never will there be an end

Some are handsome
Some are tall
Some are young.
He’s not that at all.
Some are strong.
And some are slim.
But it’s nothing she uses
to measure him.

He’s a dream
She won’t wake
He’s a circle
That won’t break
Never was there a beginning
Never will there be an end