Oftentimes when I wake before dawn
I will sit down at my desk and write
and write and write. I try to open my
mind as fully as I can. I am the most
critical of myself at these hours. I feel
my weaknesses and shortcomings most
acutely. Why? Because I believe in the
better person I know I am capable of
becoming. Because I know my potential
is there and I have yet to meet my own
expectations. Perhaps it is also easier to
be more open and honest with yourself
when the world is still asleep and you
can feel it breathing and dreaming still.
I want to make this life better, not just
for me, but for those I love, for all of us.
It is always a struggle. Nothing of worth
can be gained easily. It must be fought
for. It must be suffered for. There is no
guarantee of a reward. We must become
masters of ourselves. Easier said than
done. That is so often the case. Yet it is
possible. I still believe in potential and
possibility. The story is not yet done.
The words are being written as we
breathe. I do not know your challenges
as intimately as I know my own. Your
struggles are valid. Suffer through them.
Build yourself through them. Recast
yourself into a position of strength and
greater compassion. Give up the belief
that what you want is impossible. Only
then can it be possible.
Showing posts with label Possible. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Possible. Show all posts
Friday, January 12, 2018
Thursday, January 22, 2015
All Possibilities
The page will remain blank for as long
as you wish it to be so.
It cannot speak, cannot wield the pen
onto itself.
My own words are not enough to say
what should be said.
I stare at the page as though it could
reveal more than it can.
I cannot think, cannot find the way
to pry anything out
worth thinking, worth saying.
I have become impossible,
but perhaps, I am finding that
I have always been so, and
will continue to be as such.
as you wish it to be so.
It cannot speak, cannot wield the pen
onto itself.
My own words are not enough to say
what should be said.
I stare at the page as though it could
reveal more than it can.
I cannot think, cannot find the way
to pry anything out
worth thinking, worth saying.
I have become impossible,
but perhaps, I am finding that
I have always been so, and
will continue to be as such.
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Im/possible
I am impossible
but was made possible
by two people
who saw fit
to bring me here.
I am impossible
but continue to be
on a daily basis
until impossibility
gives to inevitability.
I am impossible
but statistically speaking
I was bound to happen
because even the faintest
possibility is possible.
I am impossible
but I sometimes forget
how I defy the odds-
then I remember
and continue
to be possible.
but was made possible
by two people
who saw fit
to bring me here.
I am impossible
but continue to be
on a daily basis
until impossibility
gives to inevitability.
I am impossible
but statistically speaking
I was bound to happen
because even the faintest
possibility is possible.
I am impossible
but I sometimes forget
how I defy the odds-
then I remember
and continue
to be possible.
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Possible/People/Sounds
The Sounds Impossible People Make
or
The Sounds of Impossible People
or
The Possible Sounds of Impossible People
or
The Sounds of Impossible People
or
The Possible Sounds of Impossible People
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