Listening to those around us
Those that see our soul,
In their words of experience,
We Will ourselves, our Wisdom.
People and Nations rise and fall,
Strong ones rise again,
Brush the dirt off and move on,
From them,
We Will ourselves, our Strength.
Watching with admiration,
The tenacity, gentleness and discipline,
Of those that know success,
We learn what we need, while
We Will ourselves, our Goals.
The ones that earn our Respect,
The ones that walk the talk
Doing the Right thing, no matter the cost,
From them,
We Will ourselves, our Character.
As we move through life,
Realization dawns, that
Our mind is a lever,
Our intentions form the load,
Our actions are the effort,
Resting on the fulcrum of our Will,
Nothing will seem impossible,
Where there is a Will,
There will always be a way.
Our Will is the strongest muscle,
Our Mind could ever hold.
No matter what the adversity,
Our Will, will carry us through.
P.S. This is an old Poem, wrote in May 2006. As I was looking through what I have written I realized I hadnt shared this with you.
6 comments:
Wonderful poem....Sometimes we don't know our own strength ... till we look back and see how we got here. Sometimes Will was all we had. It is the final stronghold of the Spirit.
Pretty good Rashmi. :)
Tremdendous poem Rashmi...
"We will ourselves"...it is all about the choice to persevere and go on, eh? Beautiful words, Rashmi.
Yes, its only when we look back and realize "Oh my God!! I did that, I cant believe I did that" but you have the proof already that you did it. Thats when I think - Yes, we are stronger, much stronger than we give ourselves credit for. If we didnt coddle ourselves we'd realize our strength.
@Tina, Jack, Thank you..:)
@ Jo, Yep, its a choice, its like my favorite quote "We can make ourselves happy or make ourselves Miserable, the amount of effort is the same" - Carlos Castenada.
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