On this side of life, nothing's ever clear. Hopes and dreams are conceived, fantasized and pursued with reckless abandon, or they are left to rot under a heap of sloth and torpor. Ideas whiz by in rapid succession but are no match for insecurity. Companionship is longed for, but oftentimes under-appreciated. Even the most cherished parts of the whole are somehow misused, setting back what promised progress.
And yet, even when being human gets the best of me, I still manage to salvage genuine effort. Love is found and lost and missed and found again. Ambition never leaves, though it may take a different form. Simple lessons are learned the hard way; some mistakes are needed, others completely unnecessary. All help.
Mindfulness recognizes this whole mass of a journey. It draws eyes inward; it colors the outward. It sees what is and is not. It puts ink to paper.
This blog is a collection of my personal poems, written while on this road called life. There are no pit stops on this journey, no time-outs. One must be reflective while ever pressing forward, sure not to miss the few moments of downtime allotted to slow down and observe. Both the driver and a passenger, watching while doing. It's a delicate balance, and hopefully these lines and verses offer some insight into a common experience.
Read and critique. Love and hate. All feedback is appreciated.
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