Category: Poetry/Writing

Thoughts…

We walk the Red Road, the way of harmony, balance, and peace one step at a time. With each smile, kind word, and honorable act we create our world. Like ripples in a pond, these things spread, and the whole world becomes better.

The other road is the same; with each cruel word, each untruth, and each dishonorable act we create that world. The choice is yours. Make it and change your world.

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Thoughts…

We walk the Red Road, the way of harmony, balance, and peace, one step at a time. With each smile, kind word, and honorable act we create our world. Like ripples in a pond, these things spread, and the whole world becomes better.

The other road is the same; with each cruel word, each untruth, and each dishonorable act we create that world. The choice is yours. Make it and change your world!

Poem to what might have been.

Perhaps…
In different circumstances,
a different place; a different time.
Perhaps.

But
We are who, what, and where we are.
Shadows of memory of desire
Dance in the still of night
Tickle questions of what if; if only.

Know that I love you, here and now,
The best way I can, as sister.

I found this scribbled on a scrap of
paper while cleaning off my desk.
Not sure when I wrote it, or to whom.
But there are a few who might fit.