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Mending Broken Spirits
One day can break you to the point of no return
Your mind becomes weary
Your body becomes weak
And
Your spirit seems broken beyond repair
For this moment in time you think
Will I come out of this alive
The answer……I have
At last you realize
A light at the tunnels dark end
Spiritual food for your Mind
Spiritual food for your Body
And
Spiritual food for your Spirit
Constantly lingering
Are
The thoughts of yesterday, which shall never be forgotten
Each new day is the beginning of mending my memories
Though, I will never forget yesterday
In mending
I
will look forward to the light of today, which will shine on my new path
moving forward
Words by
Edna
Box
THE IMAGE OF ME
As I stand in front of the mirror, I see a person before me
My face
My lips
My eyes
The photo I present to the world, the image of me
When you look at me, what do you see?
My exterior, which is not the all of me
Close your eyes, now look at me again Now can you see me? All of me?
Can you feel my thoughts and see the true beauty of me......My heart through my eyes that mirror my soul
The real me
The essence of my inner being which houses ones true beauty
Now, dare yourself, allow yourself to go deeper
From today forward, let this be the beginning, the beginning of looking at not only the person but also the truth behind the image you see
Poetry by
Edna Box
TODAY IS THE DAY
If tomorrow was the opportunity to live today again what would you change?
Is there something you wanted to say but didn't
Is there something you wanted to do but didn't make the time
Is there a phone call you didn't make because you forgot
Is there someone you didn't kiss
Is there someone that needs to hear, I'm sorry because you didn't say it
Is there someone you forgot to tell, "I love you."
Since today is no different than any other, please remember,
tomorrow is never promised and if it is, you can't relive today
Words by
Edna
Box
CAN YOU UNDERSTAND THIS
A man who judges by the presence of the soul, not the flesh of the body, is a man who has traveled many journeys.
He has learned that a woman is not what you see but what you feel in her presence and the essence of her being.
She has the ability to be a part of you at all times. She is invisible to the naked eye but visible to the man who is connected to her soul.
Gone are the days of: Wanting, Wishing and Waiting
Here are the days of: Having, Holding and Cherishing
From this day forward, the best is yet to come.
Are you a man who understands......
Poetry by
Edna Box