The Spell

In the human search of finding balance each comes with a formula to ride through life. This is my recipe!

There are times:

When you yell,

Or keep quite

 And stay still.

There are times:

You say the truth,

Or thee you kill.

There are times:

You accomplish,

Or don't do well.

We all know this,

Going down the valley

Then up the hill.

We can grief,

Feel sad or ill.

 But the solution

Is an easy spell.

A smile extract,

A warm hug left to chill,

Tears of joy before they fell,

And few seeds of faith to mill.

Be careful!

The bottles of hope not to spill.

After mixing the ingredients

You can easily tell,

How life's gotten better

And how it always will

Remember,

 Keep your spirit

Cheered and distinguished

Like a ringing bell.

The meal might be well cooked

But the spirit, gives it its smell !

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[M. Al Farra]

Wonderful words. Well written

[Safa Wael]

Thanks, appreciate it.