We make strides. We overcome difficulties.

We carry the weight of the world:

gravity inevitably causes calamities.

Time is linear and doesn’t change pace.

Time flows like a river. It doesn’t stop.

We’re getting older; our number quickly

grows. The world is constantly changing.

You can’t experience moments twice.

In a flash, what we do becomes the past.

Some of us get stuck in the mud. We can’t

move forward. We can’t look past tomorrow.

Some of us are filled with sorrow – pain

so heavy. It slowly breaks us down.

Use every bit of strength to step out

of the mud before it’s too late.

A beautiful, new life patiently awaits.

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  1. Norwegian Avatar

    I wise and beautiful poem – I also do really like the uplifting message about “new life patiently awaits”. I think you are becoming a contemplative, maybe even a mystic ๐Ÿ™‚ I do believe this new life is there in every now, not only in the past or the future, but first en foremost NOW ๐Ÿ™‚

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    1. jmacthedream Avatar

      Thank you for the continued support. It means the world to me. As I get older, the more I try to look inside myself. It helps me make sense of this chaotic world we live in. Life is ever-changing and we get an opportunity to live a new life everyday. All love! -Jesse

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  2. Norwegian Avatar

    Thank you for your kind repy as well – yes, growing older helps make us wiser, we must hope. Peace ๐Ÿ™‚

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