knocked down by the harsh winds of life
You will scream your lungs out
In the hope that someone, anyone,will lift you up
And tell you that all will be well.
Soon you will realize
Only you have the means by which
To dig you out of the pit that you shoved you into.
Sometimes you will feel becalmed at the sea of life:
No movement forward or backwards;
Monotony all around you and boredom searing at your soul.
Until you see your situation differently
You will forever sail like a rudderless ship.
Until you shake you up
Unshackle you from the chains of the past;
Chains that can hold you prisoner
Of things inconsequential,
You will forever get stuck in the mud;
The mud of stupendous ignorance.
As it was before
So is it now
You are in charge of you.
Your life is in your hands
1 comment:
This is so true and not many people realise that they have to do pick themselves up. Glad blog is up and running. Can't wait for the next one.
Tina
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