Do you ever march straight out the front door,
Without an inkling or idea of what is in store?
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When you hit that point where you’ve just had enough
Do you just let things go, and stop being tough?
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Should you go right? Should you go left?
Should you set out and just hope for the best?
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Without an end goal foremost in your mind,
Do you wonder, perhaps, what surprises you’d find?
What astonishing things that you might just see,
Because you let go and chose to just be?
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Be in the moment, be quiet, be still,
Be open hearted, be free of judgement and will.
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Let the marvels of the world in your heart abide,
Push away all the dramas bobbing close outside.
Flee away from the chaos, the noise and the stress,
Resist their attempts to steal your inner peace.
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Bottle up this very moment, this firm memory,
And remember the power of choosing to just be.
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Of taking a break, and choosing time out,
Even giving yourself the permission to shout!
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Till you banish the mayhem, shut out the disaster,
And choose the antithesis, why not? Laughter.
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Nothing need be as bad as it seems.
Perhaps you’ll wake up. Pinch yourself, t’was a dream.
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Linking with Grace at With Some Grace for FlogYoBlogFriday (FYBF).
Beautiful Veronica, I love it, the rhyme and the sentiments!
Posted by Kylez @ A Study in Contradictions | 22 February 2013, 1:05 pmThank you, Kylie. One of those spur of the moment inspirations but most assuredly prompted by less than peaceful events of late. But this, too, will pass.
Posted by Mixed Gems | 22 February 2013, 3:09 pmI wish I could do it more often. I try to make a conscious decision every time I walk out the door to be open minded, to live life rather than hurry throughout it.
Prue xx
Posted by Modern Nomads With Kids | 22 February 2013, 1:32 pmI wish the same too, Prue. That’s how I used to feel when I travelled and so miss it. Thu Amy past post!
Posted by Mixed Gems | 22 February 2013, 3:11 pmVery thoughtful and well-written V!
love the photos that went along with it too…
Ai @ Sakura Haruka
Posted by Ai Sakura | 22 February 2013, 1:34 pmThanks, Ai. It’s been years since I tried to write poetically, but when the inspiration hits…..
Posted by Mixed Gems | 22 February 2013, 3:13 pmI love this Veronica! You are very talented…those are words I need to read again and again. I also love the photographs you put with the poem. Well done
xo
Posted by minsmash | 22 February 2013, 5:04 pmWhat a lovely comment, Min. Thank you. I used to write prolifically for almost 2 years around 21 then just stopped. Yesterday, the winds of inspiration briefly blew through so I just had to take advantage of them. I’m glad the message resonated with you. I need to remind myself of the same too.
Posted by Mixed Gems | 22 February 2013, 7:43 pmWow! The beat to that was really purposeful, and the message was just be. I loved reading it and like some others, I want to read it again and again. Hope you enjoyed your just being. xx
Posted by Lee Alexander (@mummy__issues) | 22 February 2013, 8:59 pmThanks, Lee. I need to read it again and again myself, I suspect, especially since I think there’s been a theme in my last few posts. I did enjoy just being. I’ve been so busy at work my head is just in a spin and on 100km an hour. I just had to run out the door at lunch time but boy did it feel like being at a loose end! But boy do I ever need to do this…..often!
Posted by Mixed Gems | 22 February 2013, 9:17 pmNice one Veronica – I wonder whether poetry puts you perfectly in that moment – lost in the sensation of rhyme like a children’s fairytale and the next thing you know you are living happily ever after. Thanks for the smile.
Posted by yinyangmother | 22 February 2013, 10:25 pmGlad to have spread a little enjoyment your way, Kathy. Maybe poetry does help us get lost in the moment too. I used to write a lot decades ago (not saying I’m brilliant at it) but once the mojo was gone, it was gone. This week, I grabbed it when it flittered in for a visit. Happy to exercise that muscle again.
Posted by Mixed Gems | 23 February 2013, 8:42 amWhat a beautiful poem Veronica, I love it. Very well written and I can really relate! Thanks for sharing. x
Posted by Kelly HTandT | 23 February 2013, 8:17 pmThank you, Kelly. Glad you took something away from it.
Posted by Mixed Gems | 24 February 2013, 9:41 amGorgeous! Beautiful words and the photos, as always, are spectacular.
Posted by mamagrace71 | 23 February 2013, 8:46 pmThanks, Grace. An in the moment inspiration. Not sure when the poetry will be repeated but I hope the sentiments will be! xo
Posted by Mixed Gems | 24 February 2013, 9:42 amI love the sentiment in this. I used to write poetry to help me through happy and tough times and I stopped. I dont know why. I should really pull that journal out.
Posted by Annaleis from Teapots and Tractors | 24 February 2013, 3:19 pmI stopped writing poetry years ago because the inspiration just dried up. I seemed to be in a zone for just 18 months or thereabouts at university. Maybe it was just a season. In any case, creating is always good for the soul and spirit however it is expressed. Hope you enjoy what you dig up in your journal, Annaleis.
Posted by Mixed Gems | 24 February 2013, 11:41 pmVery well written Veronica! I wish I could get outside by myself more- might have to make more of an effort! Emily
Posted by Emily @ Have a laugh on me | 24 February 2013, 6:11 pmThank you, Emily. It is an effort for me to get out and about. Strangely, I’m more an indoor person yet when I get over the inertia, I actually find myself inspired and often invigorated by the air, sounds of nature, open spaces and sunshine. Being a (now recovering) workaholic has probably warped me a little.
Posted by Mixed Gems | 24 February 2013, 11:44 pmI did not know you were a poet, too. Beautiful!
Posted by bicultural mama | 25 February 2013, 2:16 pmSuch kind words, Maria. I used to write my version of poetry a long time ago but it was like a blip of a season in my life which vanished suddenly. I guess, I was inspired in this post. Not sure when it might hit again though.
Posted by Mixed Gems | 8 March 2013, 1:39 pmBeautiful V. I swear more days than not I can totally relate!
Posted by Miss Cinders | 3 March 2013, 8:35 pmI do it all the time. Sometimes I do it with the kids, too. We catch the train, get out at some random station and explore what is around. I don;t think I could master a poem about it though.
Posted by Tat (@muminsearch) | 30 March 2013, 8:46 pm