Affection
The art of affection can be ventured
but never mastered.
Generations proclaim they understand it
but I dare say it’s quite imperceptible.
Ever evolving
Ever elusive
and unquestionably
Exquisite
Providential
Cheer up my darlings
The trials you face in this season of fleeting obscurities
will soon turn tail
in fear of your providential awakening.
Wear your smile, for it was made for you.
You’re able to conquer your demons in confidence.
Your laughter alone in the face of futility, scatters adverse winds
as thunder rolls in and roars resounding chants of victory
I do not speak in naivety or lack of awareness
of the arduous and cruelty that life brings.
I speak in posture of experience, through fire and refinement.
And even still, have found a way to smile.
Refined
Ye footsteps trod in valley’s laden with fire,
we thought would undoubtedly consume.
In time have ventured through,
walk on, arise my darling, it’s time to bloom.
Value
Put your hand peaceably over your heart.
Feel that?
Do you hear it?
The rise and fall of your chest spring forth your inhales and exhales.
Your very lungs were designed to give life…… not only for you but to breeds words and bring hope to those around you.
Don’t you see?
Your purpose is undeniably clear.
The Jester
Engrossing adversity has claimed victor
in the atmosphere of our intellect and out soul.
Such a fool he is.
Where else
In the spaces in between afternoon tea
and quaint unabating conversations be.
I’ve found novel pleasantry
in your affectionate glances towards me.
Where else would I rather be?
Rebuild
Contemplating life
As each stone is strategically placed and arranged
Its elevation is clearly imminent.
Within the ebb and flow of the tides
And the building and toppling of stones,
Life has it’s time of glory and of ruin.
Find the joy in standing tall
While the passerby delights in your frame
But if you should ever find yourself falling down, and apart, remember this.
You can be rebuilt
Stronger
Taller
More beautiful than before
Every time we fall for unforeseen reasons
There will always be a kind soul
Who is willing to add and balance our stones?
So, let us not forget
This one simple thing
Let us rebuild, together.
Spur OnWard 