Hello everyone, how’s it going?
I know I’m 2 posts late – but I’m here now (better late than never right?)
I’m still making sure I’m writing poems based on types of poetry and today’s poem falls under the category called terza rima.
Anyway, I apologise in advance for the epistle leading up to the poem – I’ve had a rather reflective (for lack of a better description) month.
The year you were born marks only your entry into the world. Other years where you prove your worth, they are the ones worth celebrating – Jarod Kintz
There comes a point in your life where you wonder… Who am I and why am I here?
Is this all I was meant to be?
Is this all I was meant to do?
Can I be more?
Can I do more?
I want more!!!
I’ve come to the sudden realisation that the older I grow, the more I want to achieve, and I cannot achieve more by living with the same standards I set for myself years back.
For me to be truly happy, to attain the magnitude of happiness I desire – I need to learn more, develop more, have an impact in the world.
I’ve spent a whole lot of time thinking about a certain decision, doubting myself over and over – well maybe not doubting but more of fear of failure.
But then, I look at a past life that exists no more and I’m amazed at all the things I’ve been able to accomplish – things that seemed to big for me to reach at the time, yet I conquered.
So, if for some reason you think you can’t achieve something, or perhaps you’ve been told over and over there’s something you can’t do – just remember that sometimes all it takes is a leap of faith.
You need not always know where the path leads
Just be sure to follow your heart
Even if it means working till your hand bleeds
Hold closely your art
For it comes from deep within
Remember there’s nothing wrong with a fresh start
It doesn’t matter where you’ve been
The importance is what lies ahead
Be sure to focus so it’ll end in a grin
Remember one day you’ll be in your death bed
Full of regrets you want not
Never be afraid to take that leap of faith instead
**Photo credit: Flowing faith