The pressure of freedom and opportunity

For a long time all our parents and grand parents could dream for us was to be free and blessed with abundant opportunity. Thank the ancestors this dream shared by many has become a reality and here we live and breathe in this beautiful time where no piece of legislation limits anyone being of taking from this world what they want,creating what they feel is missing and giving to the world the best of them. Goodness if only they could see us now. I think of the great members of my family for instance who I know were amazing people … Continue reading The pressure of freedom and opportunity

I stood

I stood on mountains and made promises to myself To pursue a new path of living filled with divine purpose Where my being would be as truthful,honest and informed as my mind and spirit’s capacity could allow To be cognisant at most times that I may not be prefered ,understood or even heard once this journey began I stood between towers where I relinquished all inhibitions That could prohibit the realisation of my dreams Stunt the growth of my mind Disturb the course of this journey that was now all I ever wanted I stood with my feet firmy on … Continue reading I stood

Parts of me

Parts of me pushed to war a battle of blame and shame After all we’ve been here before and the last time we swore we had learnt and wouldn’t be here ever again Yet some how eyes wide open we are again in the dark abyss of sobering reality A different part of me says you were foolish to laugh and smile as though pain and ache would never cross your path again you shouldnt have been happy because you know this never lasts this just isn’t meant for you Another says it’s not your fault these things just happen … Continue reading Parts of me

I’m in love with a dream

Unanticipated warm embrace of vision sweet,kind and real all at different times An enchanting love most gratifying , so grateful I am to this magnificent encounter Unashamedly in-love with a dream that keeps me inspired,challenged and entertained always I’d choose this dream over most I know Love stories had never once mentioned this type of affection , to a sincere vision conceived in ones own matter,nurtured by my spirit too humbling for words To be blessed in this manner what an unfathomable gift I couldn’t have conjured on my most enlightened hour On the precipice of humility and ambition is … Continue reading I’m in love with a dream