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poetry, quotes & thoughts about life

shades of true colors

There are no more exquisite and ethereal words

Only harsh and splintered ones

Words of bloodshed and war

scabbed and scraping against the gashing wounds of my broken heart

the only echos left are the screams of the gnashing souls

trapped in the torturous prisons of this worlds smiling illusion

a thousand expectations of who and what make us successful

while we wither in fields of scorched corn

wishing for a cool drink of sweet southern iced tea

in some small bordered zone of kindness

ringed with beauty for a full minute

where we aren’t allowed to speak words of death to each other

They say, tomorrow never comes.

What if ‘they’ are flat-out wrong?

What if the truth is more along the lines of…

tomorrow just doesn’t matter?


Amy Lloyd

If we run away from our sadness,

If we turn our backs on anger,

If we deny fear its inherent right to be here,

If we kick our pain out onto the cold, dark streets…

How will we ever know

That these weren’t precious gifts made of gold,

Forged in the fires of ourselves

long ago?

– Jeff Foster

You are where you need to be at this moment. Soak in the experiences around you. Things are happening for you that you are not aware of yet. Practice mindfulness and appreciate the now. In retrospect, it will all make sense.

You know the feeling where you think, “Wow, if I had not experienced this struggle, I would never have found this great blessing in my life.” As your motivation today, instead of resorting to thoughts leading to questioning everything, think only of positive ones.

Repeat to yourself, “I am where I need to be right now. Good things are present, and there is more to come.”

📷🙏Lucian Andrei, Portugal


Give yourself time to make a prayer that will become the prayer of your soul. Listen to the voices of longing in your soul. Listen to your hungers. Give attention to the unexpected that lives around the rim of your life. Listen to your memory and to the inrush of your future, to the voices of those near you and those you have lost. Out of all of that attention to your soul, make a prayer that is big enough for your wild soul, yet tender enough for your shy and awkward vulnerability; that has enough healing to gain the ointment of divine forgiveness for your wounds; enough truth and vigour to challenge your blindness and complacency; enough graciousness and vision to mirror your immortal beauty. Write a prayer that is worthy of the destiny to which you have been called.

John O’Donohue


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