Many times, we get caught up with our
circumstances and are blind to what is happening right in front of us.
There is a time for self-examination, and a time to release the
urge for self-absorption, and interact and relate to the world around us.
If you don’t you will live an existence of one dimension with no
depth of substance and compassion.
The night will fall, it
is said.
No one is being misled.
Futility of daily
therapeutics, is a dread.
Family, peace and remembrances,
instead.
hope you enjoyed the reading,
M.Steven
When nothings to be done.
Mazes that were travelled, no strum.
People places and things, ho-hum.
Answers to questions, and then some...
Lots of regrets, what ifs, and almost.
Need not succumb, more to draw from.
The daily grind at some point will shine.
Although it takes some time to discern,
That's what this is, as the ups and downs spin off truths,
Past moments in time, leave little to reassign.
hope you enjoyed the reading,
M.Steven
Not simply a case of
needing…
Warm response to a
relationship,
More a case of giving.
Acting on queue, anyone
can do.
It's an expression of
relating, to another.
No solicitation is
warranted, only
True concern to ease
some pain.
Or join in a life
moment with,
Spirited gladness and the best of hugs…
hope you enjoyed the reading,
M.Steven
Can throw one for a loop.
Endless decisions based
on jealousy,
Leads to eventual identity
crisis.
Living, to measure up, ushers
in a
Merry-go-round of distorted
reality.
hope you enjoyed the reading,
M.Steven
Being invisible most
times… works
When drama enters the
room
What is the meek to do…
If it’s not affecting you, safe to be aphonic.
Whispers in your head,
speak openly.
Not a path to take,
quietly disappointing
Pick
and choose as you wish, you…
Might never be able to give someone what they need the most,
at a time of stress… compassion.
hope you enjoyed the reading,
M.Steven
It could be snow
Although it may be
intermittent rains,
Mostly Sun shining as I look
Through my windowpanes.
Young children playing effortlessly
On bicycles with no shoes on
Not a care in the world.
Remembrances of my time,
Gazing through that window pane.
Teenagers gathering as one,
Strutting towards their parent’s
car
On their way to play,
As I gaze through the teen
years
Windowpane.
Young girls jogging along the
path
Hair bouncing as the ponytail
is
Challenged, only happiness in
mind
As I gaze through the innocent
years
Windowpane.
Middle aged couple strolling
with
Children as they playfully
Taunt each other,
As I gaze through the parental
Windowpanes.
Elderly friends gathered by a
friendly
Fire, exchanging life’s
stories with
Clarity, attentiveness and
affection,
Regarding each other’s legacy.
As I heartwarmingly draw down
The shade over all my windowpanes.
hope you enjoyed the reading,
M.Steven
