Life

I may never see tomorrow,
there's no written guarantee
And things that happened yesterday
belong to history.

I cannot predict the future,
I cannot change the past,
I have just the present moments,
I must treat it as my last.

I must use this moment wisely
for it soon will pass away,
and be lost forever, as part of yesterday.
I must exercise compassion,
help the fallen to their feet,
Be a friend unto the friendless,
make an empty life complete.

The unkind things I do today
may never be undone,
And friendships that I fail to win
may nevermore be won.
I may not have another chance
on bended knees to pray,
but I thank God with a humble heart
for giving me this Day.

CARPE DIEM!


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Life Is Like a River

Let it carry you,
not knowing where
it will take you,
and you will journey
to amazing places;

Or, stay on the shore,
knowing for sure
where you will be,
and you will go nowhere

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wasted voices...

don't say it -
your silence;
it deafens me;
it shatters the sense;
it laughs out
sick thoughts;
wanton, obsessed.

to say it loud -
this silence;
digs a grave
where foot rests
but not the other -
it bonds to ground
curses the unwarm.

to speak, to quote -
the nothingness, the void
portrayed by mouth;
why glance to see
what shakens a heart;
all that mind collects
which lives, yet unheard.

the pitch, how low
when silence sings -
murmurs, whispers;
you must dwell awhile
to capture its essence
yet you stay not still
to retire - what waste!

to hear it mumble
when it sprouts then;
restless, yet unfulfilled
my silence knocks -
disclose on me, a plea
but you sleep, o forbid!
you shan't hear me yet...

ggv 3/18/97
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