Who has not felt ripples

At some point or another?

Life comes a full circle,

With its curves of ups and downs.

In the course of living,

There will be many ups,

Where the ego is boosted

And the spirit seems to soar.

And in the same breath,

There will be many downs

Of grief, despair, and loss,

Sometimes beyond compare.

As life continues on its path

Between nowhere and somewhere,

Between pain and pleasure,

Know there is an art to living.

Call it the wisdom of moderation

To stay clear of tilting to the extremes

Of emotions that manifest

In life and living.

Sense it all, both pain and pleasure,

For what is life after all.

Laugh a little to fill your hearts,

And let your tears flow, if they must.

Just don’t dwell on it for too long.

Move on, learning to flow with life.

You are no mountain to stand unmoved,

Or a stagnant pond collecting debris.

You are filled with the wonders of life.

Just like trees, shed your pain.

Like dried autumn leaves,

Let go of your worries.

Allow yourself to flourish again.

 

 

You are meant to flow

Like a stream in the river of time.

You are meant to grow

And evolve along the way.

Choose to care and share

With your fellow travellers

For each life matters, somehow, somewhere,

To one and all, along the way!

Savvy

This poem is dedicated to anyone who is going through a rough patch.

Hoping for the best and sending in loads of goodwill.