Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Keeping time

Our time is not unlimited, but the possibilities are. The important thing about life is not to waste it. Do what you can while you can still do it.

The end is unknown, because the story is not finished. Our actions determine how things turn out. We will either get the credit or the blame.

No one can live for you, nor can any stay death's icy touch. Failure is a personal matter. Doing nothing is the means of becoming the same.

Those weary with days will grieve when they stop. That which you put aside just might go undone. Or it could be left in the hands of another.

Who knows when the beating in one's chest will cease? Let it be the metronome that keeps you in time. For there is music yet to be played.

Our lives are a song the heart sings. It cries out to be heard in the darkness of night. Give ear to what it has to say before we reach the final beat.

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Road to success

Progress is not always a straight line. We must do different things to achieve our goals. What works is simply what produces the desired results.

There are no shortcuts on the road to success. The correct way might be out of your way. Be willing to take the time and put in the necessary effort.

Giving up is like abandoning your vehicle. One finds themselves stranded on the highway of life. You must either move forward or head back.

When there is momentum, keep moving. Do not let all the distractions keep you from your purpose. The worst thing in the world is to stop.

It is easy to become discouraged when things go wrong. Focus your efforts on making them right. Then, get back on the road once more.

Many are those who give up on their dreams. It is a tragedy to wind up unfulfilled. Especially when the destination could be just around the bend.

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Blazing a trail

You can only force yourself to do something for so long. When the energy fades, a person just burns out. Once this happens, change becomes a necessity.

This is not caused by a lack of will, but a lack of interest. One feels as if their wheels are just spinning. No matter the effort employed, they are going nowhere.

It is not necessary to love what you do. Even if you are trudging along, the bills still get paid. But what happens when a person simply grinds to a halt?

Then, something else must be found. What can be done is limited only by what can be imagined. However, changing direction is not such a simple task.

Following a path is easier than blazing a new trail. We cannot face our fears by remaining where it is safe. Risks are inherent in any worthwhile venture.

The dream is to live doing what we love. It takes a great deal of work to realize what is desired. The burdens will be great, but the satisfaction greater.

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

A tangled web

What is seen cannot be believed, nor can we trust that which is heard. Deep inside, we know right from wrong. Yet, too much stock is placed in other things.

The truth is unpopular, because it tends to be unpleasant. No one wants to hear about their failures. Still, refusing to listen does not make them go away.

To make progress, you must be willing to see. Opening the eyes can be a frightening prospect. But hiding one's head in the sand leaves the neck unprotected.

The purveyors of lies feed on our desires. They know how to twist things to their own ends. Shine a light, and they will scatter like the vermin they are.

Their behavior is condoned, because it is wanted. People do not like to be found wanting. So, they slay those who dare to reveal what they hide.

It is easy to become entangled in a web of lies. Those sticky strands will hold you fast. The ones who refuse to be alert, will instead be devoured.

Love is

A poem for my beloved.

Love is

Love is not
having everything go your way,
but living every day
like it is the only one.

Love is not
always full of smiles,
but caring all the while
and sacrificing none.

Love is not
just a thing you do,
but something to hold onto
when life has come and gone.

Love is not
shedding tears of pain,
but dancing in the rain
from dark until the dawn.

Love is
there when all else fails,
the wind to fill your sails
to guide you straight and true.

Love is
patience in the storm
to keep you safe and warm,
the hope to see you through.

Love is
more than being loved.
It fits you like a glove,
and fills you deep inside.

Love is
better than the best,
surpasses all the rest,
and cannot be denied.

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Beginnings and endings

One year ends and another begins. It is a cycle which has persisted as long as we have. However, it is our actions which give the world its meaning.

This is not just a chunk of rock floating in the ether, It is teeming with life, and full of potential. What we do determines the outcome of everything.

We can start by ending bad habits. If what is done does not make things better, it should be cast aside. Or else it will begin to drag us down.

The future is always out of reach. What has gone before is past. It is what we do here and now which will decide where all of this goes.

 A new year can be a cleaning of the slate. No matter how many times you stop, you can always start again. It is when one quits that it is over.

Each year begins, but it has an end. Another day will dawn, let it not be wasted. If the world is what we make it, then there is a lot of work to do.