The Path of LifeA Poem by Krista GallantLife... The non-vanilla kind. The harmonious path of many flavors.
The grandeur of this concept is deliciously awe-inspiring. An utmost precious possession worth brooking. Conceptualizing by a supreme exalted existence. A superlative classroom engaged in modern parlance.
Fear... The frozen kind. Continuously chiseled and bestirred.
The insecure illusion of ownership and invincibility. Losing the lot you wished for your life instantaneously. Acknowledging possessions are figments of serenity. Only requiring flowing blood-filled veins to live extravagantly.
Purpose... The thriving kind. Prospering in moments of true blunder.
Testing the limits of your soul and persevering. Relentlessly reaching for new heights and meaning. Accepting all lessons taught via wavering rough roads. Maximizing one’s strength, willpower and heart’s odes.
Desperation... The disturbing kind. Causing mental discomfort and anger.
Dreary and utterly pointless troubles and taboos. Substantial uncertainties encompassing breakthroughs. Threatening to live life freely with no regrets. Closing off the heart while sorrow besets.
Love... The endearing kind. Reason on its own for living one’s life braver.
Profoundly and gratuitously enamored by beauty and vitality. Deeply affectionate while engaging and re-energizing. Possessing magical and healing properties. Extinguishes life’s indifference, misgivings and disconcerting obscurities.
Motto for Life... The inspiring kind.
Never
allow today to be the tomorrow you were worried about yesterday. © 2013 Krista Gallant |
StatsAuthorKrista GallantDieppe, New Brunswick, CanadaAboutSelf-proclaimed poet who's imaginative awareness must be expressed through rhythmic sound and word choices with the hope of evoking an emotional response. more..Writing
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