Alien Landscape

 

“Open your eyes, look within. Are you satisfied with the life you’re living?   – Bob Marley

 

“Not on one strand are all life’s jewels strung.”   – William Morris

 

“Life is like a ten speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use.”   – Charles M. Schulz

 

“I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.”   – Thomas A. Edison

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Alien landscape

 

We are all tourists

Some will be obsessed

Driven to make the most

Of each moment

They fail to take pleasure

In the nuances proffered

Others will passively move

From this reality to

Whatever awaits?

There are those who are

Unshakable and move

With grace and confidence

Through the darkest of times

Others claw their way

From first breath to last

To tremble at the touch of another

Can be a most precious gift

Painting the canvas of your life

The colors are yours to choose

Will you play it safe – muted colours?

Dare to express yourself with all the

Vibrancy within your grasp?

Time passes all to quickly

The years both kind and cruel

Reflected in the shading

Light and darkness in turn

Mortality a heartbeat away

Create while you can

The music of your life

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Bisous,

 

Léa

Treasure

 

“The greatness of a man is not in how much wealth he acquires, but in his integrity and his ability to affect those around him positively.”   – Bob Marley

 

“Greed is a bottomless pit which exhausts the person in an endless effort to satisfy the need without ever reaching satisfaction.”   – Erich Fromm

 

“Wealth is the ability to fully experience life.”   – Henry David Thoreau

 

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Treasure

 

Despite advance studies

Money rarely trickled down my path

Choosing Mental Health

Over a lucrative career

Despite any talents or skill

The bills remain a struggle

Yet I have the most beautiful sky

Just outside my window

A grand chorus of birds

Sing me awake each day

Summertime, sung to sleep

By frogs and crickets

 

Your latest acquisition

Phones, laptops, automobiles

Will be an albatross

In the not too distant future

And advertisers will tell you

What you NEED to make you

Happy – another purchase

Piled upon local landfill

As you move on to your next

Vital acquisition

While I gather lavender, rosemary,

Figs, almonds and know

How truly rich I am 

 

 

The family said I would never

Have any wealth – be one of them

Would not know what to do with it

Would give it away

There may be some truth to that

I’ve always found others

Who needed it more than me

Yet I’ve more than I

Dreamed could be mine

Surrounded by beauty

In the embrace of my community

Some things cannot be bought

At last, I have come home

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Bisous,

Léa