It can be like a liferaft,
thrown out along the way,
letting others know
they are not alone.

Like the butterfly effect.

The idea that a butterfly’s
flapping wings
can create tiny changes
in our dynamic system,
which then causes
a chain of events
leading to a much larger phenomena,
is real.

Had the butterfly not flapped its wings,
the trajectory of the system
might have been vastly different.

What may appear
to be the small everyday choices,
are the ones,
that can be earth and life-changing.

And no matter …
what anyone says about you.

It is not,
who you might have been,
before and “then”.

It is what you do
with what you have now gleened.

It is who you have Become,
in remembering.

If I had a weakness ~ it was discovered and ripped apart

Falling upon the ground are the remnants of my heart

Stolen and asking you to turn away please

For it is something I would not wish upon anyone to see.

I, too, am trying to let myself down easy

As I float above my body

Wondering what is wrong and what is right?

And now I wonder if I can even sleep tonight?

May I fast forward the memories of the past

Slipping into the comfort of right here and right now

Letting go of everything within the doors of confusion

Into my silence, telling me somehow

Holding it all together without a fight

One justifies the reasons ….

I walk away without a word, I am simply silent

Merging with peace and quiet.

Into the stillness of the night.

~ pamela-leigh:richards May 17, 2007

“Life is a dance… every move is another chance

To take you into a world of circumstance.

To make the next move

Within a kalaidescope of rhythmic grooves

And no matter where you land…

You are always connected to the strand

In the web of life.

Until you raise your hand

And say stop, realizing it’s just a ride

And I am getting off

No more will I succomb to this sort of life

Of spinning round and round

Time to slow down and look around

Climb upon the observation deck with me

It is all just so crazy

Release your fears, worries and tears

Step away and make a stand for no more wars

No more anger, hate, frustration and division flooding all of us

Like bullets trying to bring us down

I can pack myself up in a matter of minutes

Bypass all my critics

I can never go back to what I am leaving behind

If there is one thing that is certain, I cannot run away

From what is in my face

A mirror that is my friend not my enemy.

Teaching me.

~ pamela-leigh:richards

KarlAnthony.com

So glad you enjoyed my poem for you.
…. thank you for replying.

With love.

Steve x
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A little poem i dedicate to you..

Spirit child wild and free,
dance for me.
Swirl, in your embrace of a gentle breeze,
lifting you softly into the skies,
falling into dream-scapes,
where oceans span in rainbow hues,
reaching a far horizon and lucid dreams.
Swim with dolphin sages and walrus kings,
enchanting them with songs of old,
from Celtic tribes on emerald glen,
under full moon nights and starry skies.
Then come back to me,
with tales to tell ,
to lift my spirits, to ‘heaven’ as well.

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Hi Steve … Thank you very much for such a beautiful poem.