Tomorrow could be it
Tomorrow everything could change
An essential climatic moment
Causing ripple effect across one’s life
Across others
Moods change from good to bad in an instance
Lightning strikes, shooting stars fly, temperatures drop and rise
Yes, life can change
Take an unexpected turn at any moment
Strange, life’s irony and mockery laugh
To take our anticipation and foresight
And turn it into false expectancy
“That’s not how I thought it would turn out!”
The dread of having high hopes or optimism
Or pleasant surprises that lift burdens or fill us with euphoria
Tomorrow I want it to come
Tomorrow are my routines, desires, and schemes
Tomorrow the product of my thoughts
Turning into action or things not acted upon
Yes, tomorrow could be it
But sometimes it ends up being not what we want
Sometimes it ends up only being a mistake or weakness
Hence today is all I need
Today must get done what could be
Learning to live in the moment
Yet not too much, or impulsivity could rule
Hence one eye to the future
One for the moment
And the back of my head to my past
Yet not forgetting but sensing it
Tomorrow is hope
By: Amara Van Orden
What Dreams May Come
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub For in that sleep of death what dreams may come... -"Hamlet", William Shakespeare
Monday, November 9, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Perseverance
More appreciation
Remembering to be grateful
For what I do have
For what I do receive
Acceptance
Accepting people, situations
For the way they just are
Always returning to the bigger picture
Its broadness rids my narrow-mindedness
My blindness
Keeping my eyes on the future
Not giving up
Not giving into hopelessness
Despite the confusion
The hardship
Moving onward
Always moving on
Knowing one day
Hard work
Focus
Have their rewards
Their opportunities and possibilities
Crucial to the reality of my goals
My dreams
Despite these everyday struggles
My inner demons
Enduring
Persevering
Inner strength
Finding the might to go on
The courage
Even when things don’t go the way I like
Even when I feel out of control
Do what I can to be in control
And of myself, most importantly
In the end,
This will only make me stronger
Wiser, evolved
The end of the tunnel seems so far away
But I can only get closer
By moving onward, on and on
By: Amara Van Orden
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life. It goes on. -Robert Frost
Our greatest joy is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
-Confucius
I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all. -Ecclesiastes 9:11
Perseverance is the hard work you do after you get tired of doing the hard work you already did. -Newt Gingrich
Remembering to be grateful
For what I do have
For what I do receive
Acceptance
Accepting people, situations
For the way they just are
Always returning to the bigger picture
Its broadness rids my narrow-mindedness
My blindness
Keeping my eyes on the future
Not giving up
Not giving into hopelessness
Despite the confusion
The hardship
Moving onward
Always moving on
Knowing one day
Hard work
Focus
Have their rewards
Their opportunities and possibilities
Crucial to the reality of my goals
My dreams
Despite these everyday struggles
My inner demons
Enduring
Persevering
Inner strength
Finding the might to go on
The courage
Even when things don’t go the way I like
Even when I feel out of control
Do what I can to be in control
And of myself, most importantly
In the end,
This will only make me stronger
Wiser, evolved
The end of the tunnel seems so far away
But I can only get closer
By moving onward, on and on
By: Amara Van Orden
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life. It goes on. -Robert Frost
Our greatest joy is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
-Confucius
I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all. -Ecclesiastes 9:11
Perseverance is the hard work you do after you get tired of doing the hard work you already did. -Newt Gingrich
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
The Rhythm of the Heart
The rhythm of the heart
Thumps at an average rate
Exhilarates with speeds freedom
Music hypnosis
Reality melts away
Replaced by an ambient world
Of specially constructed noises and rhythms
The little buds in the ears
Phenomenally puts one in a trance
Feel it in the toes, feet, fingers, muscles and bones
The rhythm it penetrates the restless soul
Let go
The body goes
Blood flow accelerates
Sugar rush, energy intake
Air flow deepens
Awakening the senses
Alive!
The friction of the limbs
Takes up space
Possessing a part of reality
Kinetic movement
Penetrates the quantum universe
The heat of the skin
The movement
Particles move in and out of place
At an alarming rate
Yet the body remains despite this organized chaos
Firing of signals
All it takes is the speed-of-light thought
The nerves instantly demand action
Takes over the mind
Feeling in control
A sanity and clear mindedness result
Untainted natural joy
Forgetting life’s foibles
A new founded energy
To face the challenges
And unpredictable events
The rhythm of the heart
A powerful phenomenon
The original music
Deepens one’s roots into reality
Let go and feel your bones
By: Amara Van Orden
Thumps at an average rate
Exhilarates with speeds freedom
Music hypnosis
Reality melts away
Replaced by an ambient world
Of specially constructed noises and rhythms
The little buds in the ears
Phenomenally puts one in a trance
Feel it in the toes, feet, fingers, muscles and bones
The rhythm it penetrates the restless soul
Let go
The body goes
Blood flow accelerates
Sugar rush, energy intake
Air flow deepens
Awakening the senses
Alive!
The friction of the limbs
Takes up space
Possessing a part of reality
Kinetic movement
Penetrates the quantum universe
The heat of the skin
The movement
Particles move in and out of place
At an alarming rate
Yet the body remains despite this organized chaos
Firing of signals
All it takes is the speed-of-light thought
The nerves instantly demand action
Takes over the mind
Feeling in control
A sanity and clear mindedness result
Untainted natural joy
Forgetting life’s foibles
A new founded energy
To face the challenges
And unpredictable events
The rhythm of the heart
A powerful phenomenon
The original music
Deepens one’s roots into reality
Let go and feel your bones
By: Amara Van Orden
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Endurance
Get it together
Think logically
A moment of weakness
This too shall pass
Whatever it takes
Sleep it off
Tomorrow everything
Seems better in the morning light
Just human
Sometimes need
A little compassion
Understanding
A listening ear
But when that’s not even around
Just need to tell myself
Everything will be alright
Take it day by day
Believe in myself
My abilities
Give myself a break
Just breathe
No one really knows
The shoes I fill
But I can’t expect anyone to be there
Learning to really do this on my own
Stay focused
Even when the curve balls come
Just can’t give up
So close
Don’t give up
By: Amara Van Orden
Think logically
A moment of weakness
This too shall pass
Whatever it takes
Sleep it off
Tomorrow everything
Seems better in the morning light
Just human
Sometimes need
A little compassion
Understanding
A listening ear
But when that’s not even around
Just need to tell myself
Everything will be alright
Take it day by day
Believe in myself
My abilities
Give myself a break
Just breathe
No one really knows
The shoes I fill
But I can’t expect anyone to be there
Learning to really do this on my own
Stay focused
Even when the curve balls come
Just can’t give up
So close
Don’t give up
By: Amara Van Orden
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Stillness
Falling snow
Silence
Not a brush
Or crunch
Echoes of
The cold air
Pierces the skin
Creeping through the veins
To un-warm the warming soul
She falls , she falls
Her mind breaking
With every failure
Catch, catch my fall
Losing her ground
Losing purpose and motivation
The darkness before the dawn
The hush after the quake
Where is the sheltered home
The burning stove
The relief for a starving soul
By: Amara Van Orden
Silence
Not a brush
Or crunch
Echoes of
The cold air
Pierces the skin
Creeping through the veins
To un-warm the warming soul
She falls , she falls
Her mind breaking
With every failure
Catch, catch my fall
Losing her ground
Losing purpose and motivation
The darkness before the dawn
The hush after the quake
Where is the sheltered home
The burning stove
The relief for a starving soul
By: Amara Van Orden
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Stay
Fingertips grasping
Only touches wind
Looking all around
Only to see the long distance
Falling into grace
But grace can dissipate
Just like the wind passing through the hands
Reaching for the realness of warmth and comfort
Breathing in, coolness spreads
You’re not there
You’re not there at all
Are you just my third angel?
Outstayed
Time to fly away
Don’t fly away
By: Amara Van Orden
Only touches wind
Looking all around
Only to see the long distance
Falling into grace
But grace can dissipate
Just like the wind passing through the hands
Reaching for the realness of warmth and comfort
Breathing in, coolness spreads
You’re not there
You’re not there at all
Are you just my third angel?
Outstayed
Time to fly away
Don’t fly away
By: Amara Van Orden
Thursday, August 6, 2009
The Cookie Cutter II
Lusting or desiring what cannot be
Or ends up being unimportant
Or requires more hard work, time, and patience
I believe in dreaming
Only to a realistic worthy goal extent though
Hence back to reality
Wake up! Wake up!
When selfish tastes overcome
Struggle with my flaws
Struggle with the person I wish to be
Life cannot be shaped by my cookie cutters
Life is my cookie cutter shaping me
Hence I surrender and let myself be among the chaos
Learning to alter the chaos into serenity
By the choices I make
That end up shaping me and my reality
By: Amara Van Orden
Or ends up being unimportant
Or requires more hard work, time, and patience
I believe in dreaming
Only to a realistic worthy goal extent though
Hence back to reality
Wake up! Wake up!
When selfish tastes overcome
Struggle with my flaws
Struggle with the person I wish to be
Life cannot be shaped by my cookie cutters
Life is my cookie cutter shaping me
Hence I surrender and let myself be among the chaos
Learning to alter the chaos into serenity
By the choices I make
That end up shaping me and my reality
By: Amara Van Orden
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