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Overcoming and Thriving (Poem)

Without mountains to shake us deep,

We are merely sheep wandering in the field, 

Merely existing but not living, 

On flat ground as we wonder around. 

No opportunities to strive for,

No burning desire to reach for,

No journey, 

Merely existing, wandering around,

With no desire to strive for.

We condemn what unfolds the journey,

And condemn what creates triumph,

In this extravagant world

Of ups, downs 

Falls, and triumph.

Let’s not forget 

That all,

Creates the journey

The destiny,

A new awareness 

Of it all.

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Seeing Past the Misty Fog (Poem)

As I pull through in the misty fog,

Everywhere is blurry 

But the forefront. 

I put my backpack on my back,

I open it, 

Let the trash drop. 

One by one 

The trash drops, 

As I steadily gaze at the forefront,

Fully immersed on this present moment, 

To bring me all I love and need, 

Fully immersed on this present moment, 

To unfold my path and destiny.

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Laughter the Best Medicine

Sometimes, the best medicine is laughter and a smile when we feel beaten down by life. A simple life pleasure brings about the best outcome and joy out of life. If we simply find peace, among the plot, happiness and joy will surely come. For when we are uneasy, we’re simply floating against the current. Finding pleasure in simple modern-day living, is enough to shift the current in your favor, and ultimately, your divine destiny and will. Danny G.

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Searching From the Core (Poem)

We’re always searching for more,   

Through the highs or lows,

We have a burning desire, 

To feel more 

Inside our soul.

Life is a series 

Of seasons, 

To discover ourselves anew,

In a process of love, opposites and desire.

We all seek expansion,

To escape the boredom and latent,

In the upbeat, chaotic world of our nation.

Some sleep walk, 

Others persistently march, 

Towards their destiny,

And follow the mark.

Others follow the pact, 

And end up with back packs 

Loaded with scrap.

As we contemplate 

It’s all a choice,

Which inevitably,

Leads us back home.

If we simply listen,

Past the distractions 

Of the chaotic disarray, 

We hear the voice within, 

Calling us to greatness.

 

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Love is a Compass (Poem)

Love is a compass,

A guided direction 

To bring us closer 

To our divine destiny.

Though we may not know it,

Every loved one brings us closer, 

To our dreams,

And mission.

As we struggle to find the answer,

A loved one gives us insight, 

To our divine calling and 

Unanswered questions.

Though we fight or argue,

Love always sustains, 

Because we’re all human beings 

Interconnected as a whole.

Though some come, some leave,

The true ones always leaves a print,

And one step closer

To our divine destiny.

One step closer, 

To understand to each other

And ourselves as a whole.

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The Front Door is Calling Me Again (Poem)

Though the back door seems fascinating but gloomy.

My senses feel pressured to walk through.

Trying to stand my ground but I pace,

As I contemplate and rehearse my old ways.

With the front door and back door

Next to my face.

One facing my heart and the other my senses.

In two worlds with one dominating my senses.

Entering the back door once again, 

With my senses at the forefront again. 

Contrast and trials knocking at my door,

Asking me to reunite with my soul.

The front door so far and distant in my mind,

Though so close so distant in my mind.

I know I’ll pull through once more,

In a moment that expands to the very core.

As I stand still on a thin white line,

Letting the journey sweep me from the tide.

On another trail with mountains to the sky,

As I enter the front,

And crush the back.

My destiny is calling me again.

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God’s Plan (Poem)

When you look within,

There’s a destiny and plan.

Of uphill, detour 

All to the master plan.

For every journey there’s scavenged land, 

Of delays, mountains and the victorious hand.

A journey through the mist and sand.

In a broken world and a perfect world,

A new world of different facets.

A world of greed and generous deeds.

A journey of steep hills,

Of fate and nights of agony,

Of triumph, falls, and breakthroughs. 

It’s all a choice 

As we smile and reminisce,

The journey of age.