The Window of Wisdom

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Breathe

Breathe to the rhythm of jazz

Inhale the meaning of believing

Exhale the meaning of worry

Breathe Easy

 

Relax

Let your mind wander like ocean waves

Toward the shores of serenity and

Away from anxiety

Roll away from lands already charted

 

The hands on your clock are constant

Their palms calloused from crawling

Crawling away from from fears and

Battles that were long over fought

And left their mark

 

The fault lines in your palms

All tell me stories of all the erosion

That your tears have made

On hands that shake and tremble

That are cracked like New York sidewalks

 

They break us.

When things fall they're broken

People are not puzzles

We’re not that easy to fix.

Fresh glue and stuck-o don’t heal scars. Only hide them

 

We have to remember that life is funny thing

We all fall

We all have to crawl before we walk

And all have to walk before we run

We all have to fall before we stand back up.

 

Band-aids are made for healing

Chocolate is made for soothing

But there is no better medicine for the soul

Then waking up every morning and inhaling the meaning of believing

That today is going to be a good day

 

Remember to follow your train whistle heart

It’s loud.. and something annoying.

But you just have to sing along.

Because your ears will never remember how much they liked the sound of music.

Until the world has gone silent.

 

Plagiarism floods the minds of current generations

And seeps into the veins of the future

Let’s change the alphabet

So that “B” and “U” stand together hand and hand

And delete the copies of yesterday

 

Remember to live

Life is forever going

And there isn’t enough time to read all the books in the world

Not enough time to shake hands and learn everyone’s stories

But there is enough time to smile at life.

 

Somethings are easier said than done

And writing is just a poor translation of spoken word, You cannot see the poet or composer

But we don’t have to fall like childhood dominos

We can stop this…

If only we look through the Window of Wisdom

This poem is about: 
Our world

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