A poem/ story ive written:(too much in my brain lol) ARE WE REALLY ALIVE I want to live, but im afraid to die, I want to explore but im afraid to fly. I wish and dream, of a world of pure truth, Flowing rivers of Happiness, Adventures of my youth. But the world is a maze, of many distractions, Stone by stone laid, By the results of our actions. Already Ive found, myself on the wheel, Running so hard, Ive forgotten to feel. The world around us, The heat of the sun, The beauty in nature, were missing the real fun. Life is about balancing, the delicate rules, the universe has put in place, But have we forgotten all the tools? The goal is to be successful, to live a happy and abundant life, Full of laughter and happy memories, To remove the doubt and strife. I love to be creative, In everything I do. Its a collaboration of the mind & hands, But fueled by the heart too. It does no harm to stop, If just for a moment or two, And be thankful for the gifts we have, And those who are really important to you. Look up at the sky, Take in the views, Breath in the air around us. live is for living, the purpose is giving as if we have nothing to lose.
Posted on: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 13:44:37 +0000
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