On the outside you would never know
Of what endless possibilities lie below
With each drop of water that falls beneath
Nothing seems out of reach
Like endless caverns, thoughts have no end
Where does it all begin
Take a chance and explore the unknown
Remember you are not alone
– A Guardian of Memories
Oh how I miss the breeze through the trees
When I take each step through the sea of leaves
A wave of happiness washes over me
Knowing I am finally free
Free of the mundane life that surrounds
Of the anxiety that always makes it’s rounds
Free from the turmoil which smothers the world
The thoughts in my mind as they are hurled
Far away though it still seems near
Until I finally step out and face my fear
A destination with a view so clear
Nothing to hinder my unclouded perception
As I sit and ponder upon the sky’s reflection
Unbeknownst to me I am finally home
In a place that’s free where I belong
Miles from the address that holds my name
But in a place that means the same
Oh nature how do I leave behind the beauty
To go back to world that leaves me moody?
-A Guardian of Memories
Life…
Something we take for granted
Each breath we are given,
A choice for something more,
Yet many throw it away
Like yesterday’s trash.
Thoughts of wanting more,
But doing nothing to get it,
As if it should be handed
Neatly on a silver platter,
Oblivious to anything
That requires extra effort.
Nothing is promised,
Not our next breath,
Not love and acceptance,
Not our freedom,
Some things have a cost,
And it must be paid.
Life…
A precious gift
Treat it as such.
-A Guardian of Memories
Clouded water reflecting the sky
Unnoticed by most passing by
Dying vines embracing the trees
As if to suffocate the air we breathe
Roots exposed from years of wear
Creeks with no water left to spare
Paths engraved by terror unknown
Where is the life that calls this home
A trap of briars for whom dare pass
Hints of shade the trees oft cast
Beauty is always hidden around
It’s up to you if it be found
“There’s always beauty if you know how to see it.” This came to me after spending the day in nature observing and exploring while my husband enjoyed a round of disc golf. I was reminded that not everyone sees things the same way. Most people would walk past the things I find intriguing and not think twice. Several times this weekend I took a second look, maybe from a different angle, and enjoyed pieces of art that were naturally arranged. Next time you walk past an “eye sore” try looking at it from a different perspective. You may just be surprised at what you find.
-A Guardian or Memories
It was never that I was alone
But that some things were missing
Things that were familiar
No longer there to keep me comfort
A comfort that kept me bound
To a place I no longer could remain
Though I felt alone in myself
I was more free than I knew
No longer chained to fear
No longer bound by anxiety
All the things that I understood
Renewed like the flowers of spring
Peace washed over me
An unfamiliar place of freedom
From the darkness
That once kept me away
From the destiny I sought
Where I could rest in harmony
-A Guardian or Memories
With all of the things that seem to go wrong,
I could sit and ponder on them all night long,
But instead of being dreary and down,
I am thankful for the good things I have found.
-A Guardian of Memories
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