Golden

Golden.

A monumental time

For a monumental age.

No celebratory bang.

Not one for playing charades.

Just wrapped in love

Amongst the days delight.

Gratitude ever flowing

As my inner light shines bright.

No need to utter words

Because my actions speak loud.

The reflection I see daily

Is one that I am proud.

50 years of life

With twists and turns

And lessons learned.

Ready for what the Universe unfolds before me now.

Golden.

The Sky’s The Limit

I want to live like I’ve never lived.

No wasted moments.

No suspension of time.

I want to soar freely to higher heights,

And from the clouds I’ll emerge,

As I greet the sun on my way to heaven.

With a renewed heart, I feel love,

To be able to move with no fears, as I’ve left them behind.

Guided by a power like no other,

I can fly far beyond the moon.

The sky’s the limit.

And I’ll just keep going as if the sky is all mine.

Space And Time

A beautiful being
And a kindred spirit.
Destined to be amongst the stars.
Creative energy flows
And positive vibrations,
Makes the celestial body of work that you are.
Made of scorpions and fire.
Astrology divine.
More than a sign, dispersed amongst space and time.
Happy birthday, to you.
It’s your time to shine.
It’s your light.
It’s your reason.
It’s your rhyme.

Never Surrender Your Dreams

The time has come for me to write my last post of 2016. As always, I want to say, “Thank you” to everyone who has visited my site, liked a post, or left a comment. As with any approaching new year, and now, a new presidency, life is full of uncertainty. On the flip side of this, life can also be full of possibilities. I want 2017 to be a year of possibilities, opportunities, and growth. May all of you make the very best of your 2017 and beyond.
There’s uncertain travels on the long road to somewhere.
Twists and turns on a questionable road.
Unpaved paths to new unknowns,
That make you put guarded faith on the line.
Uncertainty and doubt are heavy loads to bear,
And these elements eat away at one’s core.
Too far forward, so there’s no turning back now,
But for a moment in time, one’s feet are frozen still.
More road to travel, but the frightened heart wants to say it’s the end.
What if?
What happens at the end of the road?
When the hope dies out,
And positive vibes become non existent?
A stagnant existence is born that kills each breath taken,
And causes one to fade.
One will never know the possibilities.
What if?
What happens on the road still taken?
When you muster the strength to drop the load of uncertainty and doubt.
The body is now light.
Fluid movements allow you to just be.
Free.
And one can now see with clear eyes.
There’s something about being free,
That causes the body to press on.
Keep moving. Keep striving. Keep searching.
There’s a chance you’ll see what your heart is searching for.
Take that chance.
Never surrender your dreams.

Heart

The time has come for me to post my final poem for 2013. As always, I want to thank everyone for visiting my site, liking my posts, and for leaving comments. I really appreciate you taking the time to do so. I wish everyone well, and may the inspiration to create continue to live within you.

To be so full of love to give…
What a joyous feeling.
Something so simple, yet so complex.
Love has always left one feeling perplexed.
The matters of the heart are quite real.
Heart.

To have failed and tried again for success,
Only to have it crushed once more,
But be able to move forward with newfound hope.
To be uncertain, only to gain clarity in the end.
The matters of the heart can reveal
The truth and the light.
The sunshine upon dark eyes.
Heart.

With all of life’s negative forces
That enter the heart only to weaken it.
Only the strong do survive
The fuckery of emotions that fester from within.
To rise from the ashes of pain,
And refill the emptiness with love, yet again.
The ability to remain the victor is power.
Could this be what it means to have heart?

I Love You Like Tomorrow

I love you like tomorrow,
Which is the hope that a new day will bring.
Like the uprising of new Earth in the spring,
My eyes can see the promise that you’ll bring.
At a distance, yet within my reach,
Because tomorrow is but a few hours away.
Promises so sweet,
That my smile awaits the rising of the sun.
My mind is engulfed with hope and knowledge.
My body and hope become one.