It is in our grasp…….

We are; are we not?

Are we what we think?

Who do we think we are?

We are made by ourselves

And are undone by our own hand.

We learn from suffering and bliss

We need to dream as

dreams seed of reality.

We dream and grow

or we sleep and die

Society sees dreamers

For what they are

People growing out and up

Causing ripples - shedding light

Their shade gives succour

they may suffer in their growth

their trunks bear scars of attacks

Of others’ callous unknowing acts

We can handcuff ourselves

In so many ways

Our manacles feel so real

But they are only in our mind

We attract what we are

Not what we want to be

Circumstances do not make us

They only reveal our real truth

Cherish beauty that stirs the heart

Learn to look for the good in all

living with purpose beyond our self

there is an ocean of truth below

its tide will pull us to our desires

so let them be pure and kind.

Thoughtfulness connects us together

out of this begins to flow grace

the more we understand ourselves

the more we become calm

See those with exquisite poise

A character of serenity

Who does not love a tranquil heart?