Weight of the World

Fielding a dream or leveling the field

The paradox of omnipotence

Having the ultimate power above all else, to control and determine life's direction for the masses

Conversely it also means

Having the sole ability to eradicate one's own omnipotence 

Which would you choose?

Resolving Myself

There is no point in starting off the new year with a false façade
And so...
I walk away from all that does not interest me
I will not bother with people or things that bother me
I can be selective with my time
I am content to be quiet when my opinion does not matter
I will share what I want when the time presents itself
I can not pretend to care when my true empathy is elsewhere
I will not fall victim to the trappings of pretentiousness
I will be kind to those that deserve it
and
I will be patient with those that require a bit more time to deserve my kindness
I will accept my imperfections as my cross to bear
and
I will love myself and others with the diapason of my heart's symphony

Falling Applause

A different shade of forest

Where the leaves in the trees,          
Collide in the breeze

                                                                                           

Creating a crescendo of clapping

  

Almost as if,

They were glad I came

Variant Grade

A perfectionist's thought process;

The sign of progress is to better your prior best
Anything shy of this is less than your abilities and thus establishes your first level of failure
With this,
The depths of failure will always plunge far deeper than the apex of success
This is why a perfectionist is often in the dark
Chipping away at the canyon, but seldom recognizing the beauty in the variant grade

Getting Wet and Loving It

A mother who has lost a child carries the weight of that child in grief
That love does not fade or weaken
It remains a tear in the heart that weeps everyday
Spiritual souls collect these tears and pool them together in a cloud
When the weight of the grief becomes too heavy, the clouds release this abundance of love with showers

So the next time it rains, soak up the love

Wonder World

When you look at me and wonder where I am

I am deep in thought

I am not vacant - I am sold out

I am not distant - I am ever present

In my own world

Built on the stilts of inquisition

Where questions are the foundation of existence

And answers inspire a new development

It Comes From Within

A mother represents pure and simple love.

She is the first to share herself.

The first to feed us, nurture us and touch us.

She is the first to feel the inexplicable and sensational bond with a child.

There is no one else who can claim these things before a mother can

and there is not a child born,

 who has shared these firsts with anyone, other than their mother.

 

In addition to these physiological aspects that a mother bears,

there is also the ethereal, intangible connection of love

that knows no limits, breaks all barriers and lasts eternally

 

Forever connected to our mother's hearts,

their love beats within us