Poetic Pictures

Where will this all lead to?

observing the direction of life, with interest,

searching for the key,

answers to this puzzling,

daily voyage to somewhere,

asking if there is meaning or purpose at play?

a journey to a fulfilling day?

Nihilists tongues be still,

your oars are not in the water,

this voyage is for the hopeful,

with interest in succeeding,

there is much to be done,

to help the less fortunate,

any way we can.

Read the words to enrich,

the veins with new blood,

care for mind and body,

help your fellow man,

leading by example,

living with optimism,

for the best possible outcome.

What does it mean?

just to be alive?

pleasant or painful,

as the days go by…

Feeling out of place,
something isn’t right,
in the atmosphere,
of this troubled night,
seeking a way to settle,
this upset mind,
a simple solution is needed,
to regain a steady hand.

Cast into motion,
an event invites a plan,
breaking out of apathy,
leaving fear behind,
bringing forth a new way,
following close behind,
the trail laid out ahead,
into a green new land.

Broken wheels are mended,
now begin to roll,
forging a direction,
summon courage and go,
clearing the way for others,
to follow your example,
a plan to get moving,
and a successful outcome.

The special offers today,
from the metaphysical store,
are a new belief system,
to exchange at will,
from one you once wore.
It may be enthralling,
when it is installing,
distraction from what’s familiar,
in your daily life.

As cheap as it may seem,
interesting like a dream,
this new intoxicant has a price,
bondage to what isn’t real,
the truth you will not find,
until you discover that your mind,
is now occupied with,
a self-improvement philosophy.

This new way is put by,
it failed to satisfy,
the quest begins again,
open and honest to gain,
a way that removes,
barriers to true life,
self-effort put aside,
once the truth finds you,
and trust is placed where it belongs.

There are days when,
despite best intentions,
the mind starts to ruminate,
on unhelpful things.

At these times I confess,
my resolve may be stretched.
yet I live life with the goal,
meet a challenge with courage.

It would be too easy,
to give in, to give up,
when hard pressed,
is it better,
to face life squarely,
meet circumstances,
with stubborn resolve?

Asking much, yet to move on,
extra effort is needed,
say the word and I will pray,
for our success in this.

In the story of our lives,
trouble may come,
the important thing is,
not to give up,
but try again,
the measure of our lives shown,
we may be kinder to ourselves next time.

It was difficult to sustain,
continual effort was needed,
to successfully maintain,
some activities of living,
times are busy now,
continually counted,
days onward are passing,
deeply appreciated,
begin to make the most,
of each and every blessing.

Trying to find the way,
life should be known,
taking hold of today,
when love should be shown,
helping others when,
aid is needed most,
life’s lessons learned,
from personal cost.

Hands held high in cheer,
celebrating victory,
the days have passed and now,
a new day is here,
rejoice to know for sure,
that right now, hope is ours,
every day brings change,
but love remains the same.

Step forward now,
what is next?
To capture interests,
with the written word?

A source of learning,
moving you on?
Wishing you well,
on the path you take.

Your creative hand,
a burning fire,
ascertain what is best,
for this time of life.

Ambition held,
in both hands,
tempered, authentic,
the starting place.

Go onward now,
enhancing life’s flow,
divining the mediocre,
from the profound.

In this pursuit,
using your thoughts,
entertain others,
for the joy of it.

There is a source of discontent,

originating from deep within myself.

Looking at it honestly, I become aware,

that it may be commonplace.

This thing is resting on the surface,

waiting to be discovered by any one of us.

Through a searching mind that’s active,

enquiring and altruistic.

Making an agreement for new knowledge,

with the benevolent thoughts that follow.

Shining a gentle light within,

to discover that…

…at times I seek assurance,

of my competency in life.

Furiously in pursuit of high held standards,

but they’re always just out of reach.

Measures that I own even today,

imposed over a lifetime of slavery.

Failing to meet my expectations,

because I’m forever aiming too high.

If I could change anything, what would it be?

Is more knowledge and understanding,

of what lies beneath motivation,

what will lead to a sense of satisfaction?

Looking beyond the need to strive for perfection,

perfecting a skill or fulfilling an ambition.

Can I uncover the ideal situation,

where true contentment with my efforts is hidden?

There is a place, of acceptance and rest,

I can be happy, within myself.

Living to my own standards,

and being satisfied by pursuing personal values.

Begin again tonight,

gather notebook and pen,

sit down, reflect,

on the day, passed too quickly.

Time of introspection,

working to find words,

describe that inner feeling,

voice that’s rarely heard.

Thoughts that are personal,

given space on the page,

a ritual kept since youth,

writing down secrets and truths,

never shared with another soul,

knowing what makes me feel alive,

beyond what others see,

I continue to grow.

Confident of my inner world,

taking time to compose each word,

this book of pages contains wisdom,

a personal place of independent thought.

My own creations, yet,

place to return to, and discuss,

what matters most of all,

spoken in my journal.

The problem of today,

is overcome

by perseverance,

and a little more…

determination, like I haven’t

known before.

There’s much at stake,

this matters to me.

To do the impossible,

seemingly so,

shatter the rules,

mind-made restrictions,

holding me back.

Can the rules be broken?

not if there’s no attempt,

to change circumstances,

for the better.

I did it,

transformed my fortune,

with the greatest effort,

altered the outcome,

and succeeded

at last.

My approach didn’t change,

all it took,

was the application of,

faith and effort.

Seeking imagination,

the real motivation,

disregarding times of effort,

clumsily pursued.

Hoping for, a colourful victory,

expanding from personality,

true character discovered,

looking beyond the self.

Relationships key in knowing,

who we are as a person,

not one of them a cliché,

a ghost from the past.

“You could be any one of these,”

characters whose motives

are shared.

Take time to fathom,

what is masterfully shown,

by the crafters whose inner world,

can be seen.

The outcome of these musings,

into the heart of creativity,

is the consideration of what,

may be known about the self,

when we lift a book,

and start to read.

One month of pages,

written through experience,

life’s tilting balance,

producing the best.

No denying the difficult,

hoping for the opposite,

to kindle a fulfilling fire,

of stronger friendships.

Is this a fool’s errand?

just to believe,

that these days will pass,

without event?

Nights are fulfilled,

when reading God’s Word,

leaving life’s demands,

in His hands.

With a view of eternity,

no longer worried,

how many days are left,

in this world.

There is a contentment,

to feeling accepted,

completely and assuredly,

as I am.