The Road of Self-Discovery

The road of self-discovery

The end of the bowl is in sight,
when I eat the last of my grapes.
With the juice still on my lips,
I meditate on the sweet taste,
lingering in the corners of my mind.

Every memory is a treasure at heart,
where growth is gently formed,
in the deep core of perseverance.
Whether we like it or not,
every moment in life is a learning process,
where we learn more about ourselves.

Fear is not the master of our faith,
nor is grieve the root for our future.
We overcome the darkest facets of ourselves,
when confrontation is not avoided,
but embraced with a heart of understanding.

To understand who we really are,
is understanding who God really is,
and wants to be inside of us.
The strength, wisdom and beauty,
that we pray for every single day,
is already present in our souls.

When we search for the treasures,
the gifts that God has hidden inside of us,
we learn that strength is always present,
that beauty is something we already possess,
and that wisdom is a tangible element of who we are.

In every aspect of our life,
gratitude is the only answer,
and love the only motivation,
we should be looking for.

The road of self-diiscovery

 

 

 

Speeding on a race track

Speeding on a race track

Speeding on a race track,
I drive a hundred miles an hour,
on a seemingly endless freeway.

My eyes are blind.
Focused on my goal,
I race past all the viewpoints,
ignoring the beauty,
all around me.

The islands from my dreams,
that were always in the distance,
are now within hand reach,
but today can be tomorrow,
because now can happen later.

Waking from my slumber,
I understand the message.
Waking from my dreams,
the road seems clearer now.

Life is not a race,
where your goal,
is your only landmark.
But a journey that you travel,
to widen your perspective,
with the sights around you.

Speeding on a race track