That Is Not My Destiny!

 

My DestinyThey will try and tell you who and what to be.

Do not let others define your destiny!

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Holding Space

Watched from afar
by loving eyes of grace.
Angels stand silently
at attention holding space.

Ragged breaths float
into the fading twilight.
Limp soft hands
and open eyes without sight.

At God’s command
quietly the angels step back.
Swords are dropped
onto heaven’s floor – clack!

Cold and alone
shivering to barely stand.
The path before
leads into undiscovered lands.

Walking slowly away
into the solid darkness ahead.
Trusting paths unknown
through whispering shadows we tread.

An eternal light
will shine into our night’s black.
If we choose to see
our future can be taken – back!

Answers lie unspoken
as new dreams emerge and begin.
Resting in stories
told of magic and truth without end.

~Mark Schutter ©2016

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Slipping From My Hands

Slipping From My Hands

I see the twinkling of the stars,
but I do not hear them sing.

I see the rustling of the leaves,
but I do not feel the wind.

I see the parting of the clouds,
but I do not dare enter in.

I hold a smooth stone in my hands,
but I only feel the pain.

I hold a dream close to my heart,
but I only see it fading.

I hold memories of yesterday,
but I only let them go

….slipping from my hands.

~Mark Schutter ©2016

 

Everyday is a New Opportunity to Start Again

Starting AnewIt is never to late to start anew!

From the prompt “Starting Anew” from the 451 Press Poets new beginnings writing challenge this past January.  Remember, that regardless of your past the future is yours to dream, to pursue and to … (fill in the blank).

#Just Believe #GraceWins #HopeLives #LoveChangesPeople #YouMatter