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Catapult

Catapult

CATAPULT

The human race needs a catapult

To launch us into true adulthood

Where the caring for others

Goes beyond fathers and mothers

Is boundless fruitful and endless

Standing not alone and friendless

But arm in arm with another

White black brown, whatever

The colour of our skin matters nought

What defines our humanity may be

The saving grace in all of us set free

A catapult to jettison us as a whole

Transformed body and soul

Into thoughts far above

Baselessness replaced by love

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Test

Test

 

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Oh the yin and yang of it all

Sometimes I feel so small

Test of faith, test of love

Tests that will not fit like a glove

A journey an ongoing quest

Often i am confounded and beat my breast

Which path to take, left or right

My decisions often cut like a knife

Draped in confusion amidst all this

For there is no right or wrong only what is

Still we have come so far, so many tests completed

We are at last at the big table seated

Feeling accomplished and delighted

Through it all we carry on undaunted

Surely more tests our way will come

We shall handle them with apolmb

For the end result is what we seek

To get there we must not be meek

But take in hand that which comes our way

As upon the field of growth we play

One day perhaps to achieve

All that we now perceive

Baby steps must follow each undertaken bravely

Until the ultimate test, that of our humanity

Our goal a simple one

Long since begun

And when we listen to the whisper

We shall acknowledge our strength of character.

 

Sanctuary

Sanctuary

Your safe all encompassing place.  Whether it be a person place or even thing that provides that feeling, that moment  (in some instances) of complete relaxation or safety required to blot out that which threatens to take us over.  A moment for us as individuals to cocoon ourselves in warmth security, comfort. To children, it can be a favourite stuffy, to teens, it can be a warm accepting look or hug, to adults, it can be that moment we’re wrapped in a loved ones arms.  Wherever that place is, it’s completely singularly ours.

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