Endless Words, Endless Opportunities, Forever Poetry

Sometimes the mind acts as a cage It traps you in yourself There is seemingly no escape from the thoughts There is no unlocking the cage There is no escape There is only you and your mind in this twisted game

Smile You will Spread happiness You will make Memories \You will Ignite a fire in the hearts of those around you You will Leave an impact no matter how big or small You will Enter a place of joy in your mind You smile to be the change you want to see

Think... Think not about the discomforts and displeasures of the world No. Think. Think about the constant blessings you are given If your reading this then your alive; blessing If you ate today; blessing If you sleep in a bed; blessing We take such seemingly bare necessities for granted While in reality were thriving compared to some Now thing again.. Think. Think about how you can share your blessings and impact another persons life for the better today

Look into the sun Then look in the mirror Did you see the light and power radiated from only one tiny piece of the whole universe? You, in the mirror, you are equivalent to the sun You have the capability to be the shining light in the lives of those around you If the sun can maintain and help an entire universe thrive... Then think how you can use your light to change a few lives

The question often posed is, "who do you want to be?" Yet with this question there is rarely a resolution The question that should be posed is, " what do you believe you can be?" The truth be told, we as people can accomplish no "want" without first having "belief" Believe you are strong, because you are Believe you can accomplish anything, because you can Train your mind to believe in yourself and in turn you will hold the key to every "want" you possess

Her shadow is illuminated in the brightness of the sun A small figure compared to most Although she is small, she stands tall They told her she would never make it... So she rose above them all They stomped on her shadow, so she took on a shield She learned to fighr She fought horrid names and rumors She fought piercing words that left unremovable scars She fought self doubt That small figure fought negativity of others and herself Now she may be a small figure still in size But to herself and for herself she stands tall She stands tall to show others, to be an example of what can be done

When you think about sand, what is it you see? A wish, a dream, or a scar maybe? Does your answer change as it swirls with the sea? Does your sway as it floats in the wind? Is your answer fully formed when you walk upon it? Sand an interesting feat It morphs, changes and even fades away It creates an image, perhaps tells a story It's story varies for us all Therefore the question is posed, when you look at the sand, what do you see?