Reflection
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Finding your nature and designing your own life makes you unique…no matter the imperfections.
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Remembering Abuela
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Staring at old memories – reminiscence of a history Images of places visited – beautiful landscapes recreated Sketches of faces – a telltale story of every moment Drawings of expressions – a standstill of emotions Painting a portrait that matches a thousand words A motion picture that revives a feature of life’s yesterday Details and
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Words come in tiny bits – like shattered pieces and puzzles A little of this…more of that and some of it When put together shows a meaning – printed in different shades and shapes When read – it conjures an explicit remark As it is spoken – commands a language of feelings As each sound
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Part of it was taken from a poem I wrote in Jun 1996. I have rewritten this one to give a different meaning and be a shorter version of the previous poem.
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The dawn breaks with a glimmer of the moonlight The smell of fresh dew moistens the air The soft breeze cupped my face – calm and collected As I closed my eyes to embrace the new day A smile traces like a serene hymn of my every heartbeat. The vastness of the skies gently beckons
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Old keepsakes…new meaning.
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Written during a dark wintertime…feeling depressed and low…hoping Spring comes to a new beginning and a fresh start of life.
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The poem was written in 2011…a ment of letting go of the past and finding strength for tomorrow.
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Sat in my solitude uninterrupted Within the four corners of my bed I call my solace and my haven The stillness of the moment collecting my thoughts The silence proding my soul into deep. I closed my eyes to hear the sound of air The tranquil motion of my every breath is sedating The rhythm
Choices, Chances and Changes 