This is an inspirational blog that utilizes the medium of poetry and creative writing to tell stories.
I keep it close to my chest
Holding onto it like a newborn child
Maintaining it's importance in my life
Praying and meditating on it
Believing with the faith that grows in my bosom
Understanding that the living word is a well
That never goes dry
Love always, Esha <3
Greetings,
I know I haven't been posting as much as I normally do on this blog. But around the holidays sometimes I get a bit sad. Thinking about the things that once we're that will never be. Looking at the past that came and went so easily. Reminiscing over the desires of yesterday tends to trouble me. But I turn around anyway to catch a glimpse of my childhood and wonder how things changed so quick? Or maybe it was me? Growing and developing in ways that I could never foreseen. Most recently, I have learned to focus on the little things. They make me happy. The small triumphs in the complex web of everyday life. Once you look past the struggle and strife. There are always tidbits of gladness in the seams of melancholy moments.
Love always, Esha <3
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The world is every turning. Society moves and sways with the tides and rises with the waves. But it never thinks of the soul. The things that fall outside of it's influence. The pressure that makes young hearts grow old. But those who know don't speak and those that don't know are quick to respond. Making up policies that fail to help the community. Ignoring the necessities of those who are in pain. Calling the wise crazy and driving those who follow along insane. All the while, the world is steady turning on an axis fit to bend. Those who can't make it work break. While those who find a way are able to survive. Sometimes it takes knowledge to keep your faith alive. Knowing that the power doesn't come from the world. It comes from the Spirit within. Because the battle isn't won until the outcome is revealed at the end. So keep pressing on. Only the foolish relay on the strength of those who appear strong. That's why I'm never afraid to walk alone.
Love always, Esha
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Gloom is a shadow that thankful souls don’t need. Cast it aside like bad food. Don’t consume the sadness created by the few. Who seek ignorance and ignore the truth. Stand up against the rising feeling of anxiety. Do not eat of it’s fruit. It grows in the world like mold taking to old bread. Too far to be reversed to blackened to get ahead. Walk a different path instead. Go against the grain.
Love always, Esha
A turquoise view through painted glass
Exists for me and you
Look out the window
Icy wind blows,
The hooting and howling
Can be heard down the block
Where the sidewalk is slick
And men move like serpents
Whispering into open ears
Begging to be closer
Utilizing deception to be near
Mahogany branches sway on mighty trees here
But never leave, bark keeps them rooted
Till their presence is cut off
Time passes…
But the plants remain the same
Not affected by snow
Doused by the rain
Maintaining and growing
Even when the world undergoes change
Rings etched into the base like hopeful reminders
Of a future ever blooming
Love always, Esha
Plant me near the highway so I can hear the exhaust of fast cars but still grow slow.
Love always, Esha <3
