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.
49 trips around the sun to bask in the light and glow.
Grateful for every twist and turn,
For every up and down,
For every yes and no
That made me who I am.
49 trips around the sun
To reflect on life’s victories
That I have won.
Hopeful for more years underneath the sun,
To shine my light
Until my work is done.
My final message on my site before 2016 comes to an end was a post titled, ‘Never Surrender Your Dreams.’ I stated that I want 2017 to be a year of possibilities, opportunities, and growth. It seems like the brutal nature of 2016 is going to rear its ugly head until the very end. Tonight, I asked where the fuck did humanity go? I had to rewind and catch myself and my feelings. I had to remind myself of my purpose in life. Tonight, I had to remind myself that I can’t let hope and dreams slip away, and that I shall press forward. I have to press forward. The following quote by Harriet Tubman served as a reminder for me tonight.
“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.”
– Harriet Tubman
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