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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Replacing your lies

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This is the first poem I wrote for the ‘New Beginnings’ poetry challenge sponsored by 451 Press Poets during the month of January from the prompt Breaking the Habits. The challenge was to write a poem a day inspired by the posted prompt.

Do we not all have habits we wish we could break? To truly break a habit we much replace it with something better. This poem speaks of the lies that we are told and how we need to replace them with truth. Remember that you matter, just believe that grace wins and hope lives!

Do you believe in Santa Claus?

Santa - postcard work in progress, pastels on grey paper, 4x6 inches

Santa – work in progress, pastels on grey paper, 4×6 inches postcard

I believed in you
In hope and wishes
In dreams come true

I wandered for years
My faith did wane
Until seeing it clear

Searching the sky above
I once again believe
The greatest gift is love

~Mark Schutter ©2015

I am not talking about the jolly fat man in the red suit who slides down chimney’s on Christmas Eve. I am searching for the true meaning of Christmas. What it means to be selfless and giving, humble and kind. The world would be such a better place if only we could make this Christmas thing last all year-long and not just for a few weeks in December. We so easily put everything back into boxes on December 26th and go back to our selfish self-righteous ways. When love, grace, mercy and hope are needed everyday of the year. I wish every one of my readers a very Merry Christmas and may you be blessed each day. ~M

The Undiscovered

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He dreamed of the undiscovered,
of a place that might lay beyond the distant hills.

Longing for mystery and adventure,
promised by a voice that beckoned from beyond.

She in stoic beauty stood silently by,
watching him as he quickly turned to go.

He took nothing with him and yet,
not knowing he was leaving everything behind.

He failed to count the cost of his quest,
  a far too high of price that he ultimately would pay.

For he believed there were battles to fight,
and it was adventure his heart sought to find.

He did not see her as she stepped aside,
letting him go for his eyes were on his believed destiny.

Blind to the true battle before him,
for he would never discover the mysteries of her heart.

Her heart beat madly within her chest,
for it was he that could have saved her from the dark.

~Mark Schutter ©2015

Where does your true adventure lie, are you missing the truth for want of something else? Lord, help us to truly see the beauty and glory in front of us. May you see the adventure that waits for you and pursue with all your heart.