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Nonsense Feb 2011
Lifes blessings are so many.
Yet we forget to see.
The things we take for granted -
are those that set us free.

We wallow in our problems.
We give them place to breed,
till they have multiplied so much -
they've strangled every seed.

If we could only give as much,
attention to our joys.
The sun would chase the dark away -
and quieten all the noise.

Seeds of joy inside our souls,
need just the smallest spark.
To help them strengthen and to grow -
to banish all that's dark.

We stupid fools give all control,
to misery and to pain.
Sit back and let it swallow us -
till we almost go insane.

In those times of dark dispair,
we need to step aside.
And focus on that miniscule -
blessing we know we hide.

Once we find that ray of light,
in the abyss inside of us.
That ray will shine on other joys -
and question, 'why the fuss?'

The tests that life throws our way,
is never beyond our skill.
They're set with future tests in mind -
to stregthen soul and will.

You don't attempt to do your best,
and rather run and hide.
Hoping it will all be gone -
when you jump back on the ride.

Bunking tests is fine for now.
You've won 'cause you weren't caught.
But next weeks test will rely upon -
the lessons this one taught.

Bad as things may seem right now,
they feel like it's the end.
There's always little seeds of joy -
waiting to help you mend.

Don't concentrate on what you've lost.
Say thanks for what you keep.
You could have had a whole lot less -
for what we sow we reap.

Tend and nurture the seeds inside,
so you can learn and grow.
Your soul will be at peace again -
and your heart will surely know.
August 2008
james nordlund Apr 2019
The rain welcomed me, as it was
I am to be thisgray day.
Unendingly unraveling, seemingly,
They are as the concrete, grey.
My roots, always reaching
The rich brown earth beneath,
Stregthen my stride,
As walking through them am I.
To where or what, I do not know,
For, discovery oflife is stalking.
Yet, I'll be in the moment so,
If and when, I can, I will fly.

In each day I pray to be that I,
What, where, how, when and why.
So, though the Sun's light is masked,
This night, that is their day, won't last.
As, it's direction, clear and bright, does
Glean through the clouded cover of their night.

Still, this walk that's walking me,
Is what reality is to be.
And while these flaming embers glow,
I'll walk this road with reality, so.
Yet, to you I do entreat,
If and when you two meet,
Will you allow for the you to be,
And not recede from reality?
So, that to this day all that have gone,
Leaving you this to carry on,
Will have their potential realized as well,
Let Evolution be the bell.
Thanx to the great group, Orleans, and their great song with the same title, for inspiration.  Thanx to All and Flaming Embers restaurant, as well   :)   reality
Lyna Salman May 2020
Worlds cut with swords
But intact i roll like dice
Arrows with wicked words
But as every dusk i rise
Pull me from my roots
But i'm a very wild soul
Like seeds i grow like fruits
I stregthen with every fall
My home is infinite wind
For universal love i aspire
With everything I'm twinned
Oneness is my pure desire

∴ Lyna Salman

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