Category: Morning Inspirations
During this time of the year when Family, and Friends reinforce their value; We draw back into times spent on experiences which gives Life its unique Flavor… These Memories of Time well spent…
Reflection…
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Back to memories of better times seen clearer…
Forward to the present-
Presenting opportunities once only seen behind CLOSED EYE’S.
FURY rises from a state of Patience to rage!
Bringing agitation to the Dormant.
Today has arrived with the refreshing scent of…
“Paint your Day here __________”
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Everyday A Celebration!
HOPE AWAKENS…
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The Morning touches Eye clouds break to awake the motion of the daily commotion proposing every possibility kissed by the currents of a Dream.
A slowly stitch seem in the fabric of Time to chime the key Notes of the New & Possible.
Possibly becoming cemented in every awaking of Day-
“I HAVE A CHANCE…”
“Chance to Make it…”
A Force or Speed of movement; Impetus, as of a physical object or Course of Events:
MOMENTUM
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Penetrating silence in this moment,
Thoughts reside in…
Pushed aside when fear offers Subscription-
In one decision the Mission is aborted.
Why give into what is unknown?
The Moment is to be seized before it’s gone.
Exciting Passion for what CAN Be-
SCREAMING,
“DON’T RELINQUISH ME..!”
BUILDING with Bricks layer by layer in search of ones Trueself…
SANCTIFIED…
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The exposed shows flaw’s in need & desperate-
Desperately clinging to the Life given.
Change view-
Now understanding what’s been given.
I release the guilt of lost moments…
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Say good bye too regrets.
Change view-
“I AM FREE…”
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Descendant- a person, plant, or animal that is descended from a particular ancestor.
A Lost Descendant of..?
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Bound by a bond unchosen I just know when I look inside I find the Wealth of wisdom left behind by those who passed through time…
Left scar’s behind from tragic occurence’s…,
They too, did not chose this…
Backed by Hope’s burdened to carry the Dreams of those once free-
Why cant we learn from their footsteps stapled to the past…
Do you know how it must feel to see an emptiness in the spokes of your Family wheel..?
Left to wonder where they began, a trail leading to where I Stand…
Left to question, what blood flows through this Man?
A King, Farmer..?
A Wise one who carried tales of Generations before..?
Have you ever had to question what history is written on the heart carried through each Generation?
Have you ever had to ask a question which has no answer?
Whoms Dream’s do I carry..?
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