Sense, Comfort and Peace

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Always sharing the good. May it be in bad or good times.

Always remembering why we’re getting up each day, why we believe and hope in the midst of chaos.

So many men and women lived through troubled times. Without giving up what they believed in. We are as able as them.

So why do we keep on pointing out the worst, the dark of this world?

Why do we need to talk on and on about how worst worries?

We are the ones building the world, and if we are not able to change every single decision and every single thing that happens, we can at least focus on what makes sense and what bring us comfort and peace.

What do you think?

A new road…

It struck me recently. This life, building undergrounds, searching to get out and breath. And yet building more, as if walking without something between me and the sky, between me and the bright light, was too fearful.

So I kept finding ways to escape. I kept running out of energy in search of something I would not even dare to catch.

It sounds a bit crazy. And yet it makes complete sense when I think about it, when I take a glimpse at what I grew up with…

The idea that life and struggle come together. So if I am at peace, I may die. And I don’t want to die. So I stay in darkness, I stay in this place where I need to fight and fight back to stay alive. Every battle is a blessing, a chance given to me to live. One more day.

I don’t want to build any more tunnels, I wish to walk a new road…

Writing Prompt #7

We may walk many roads together
Not knowing where they will take us
Finding rocks on the way
Or roses with thorns
Climbing mountains with no other luggage
But faith
We may find it tough at times
And maybe we will wish to give up

But let me tell you something, love
After darkness, comes light
After the night, a new dawn will emerge
It’s nature cycles of life
Showing us that we shall not fall into despair
But always be brave enough to walk on

Every morning is a new start
Hand in hand we can conquer the world
We can’t be defeated if we believe
We can only find in the strengh of our love
The courage to face every strong wind

And when not knowing where we’re heading too
Just stop and contemplate the beauty
Celebrate our victories
Asking the stars to bless our dreams
And know that together we are free.

This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.