Happyness Quote Day 31 – Gratitude

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Let gratitude be the pillow upon which you kneel to say your nightly prayer.

Maya Angelou


When we appreciate all that we have in life, our egos step out of the way, inviting even greater abundance into our lives.
Practicing gratitude for our lives – for the air we breathe, for our magnificent bodies, and the beauty of being alive – is a wonderful place to start. From this, we can expand outward, like ripples in a still pond, appreciating everything and everyone we encounter and those who touch our lives as well.
What are you thankful for today?
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NaPoWriMo Day 30 – Cruising with Words

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Hail, ye, the fulfillment of this dare filled my very soul
Euphoric passion and lavished praise for the 30 poems
Letting the seed grow in the grounded heart
Liberated the words for jewels to flaunt, and
Orchestrated a chain to entangle my thoughts.
 
Good Lord, grant me the wisdom to pursue
On this cruise I set out to the ocean of words
One prompt to another was like a mystery solved
Deliberately rhymed and versed to satisfy my whim
By and by, next April spring will come too soon
Yearning that the seed has grown with a solid trunk
Earnestly I wait, and patiently I learn.

With over 1500 participants for NaPoWriMo this year, it was indeed a very good season.

And so now for our final prompt, we are challenged to write a poem of farewell since today befits the final poem. It is not necessarily a goodbye-forever poem, NaPoWriMo will be back again next year. For a little inspiration, here’s selections of goodbye-and-good-luck poems from the Poetry Foundation website.

NaPoWriMo Day 27 – I Am

I Am, But a Clay

I Am, But a Clay

When I was gathered from the depth
of earth and formed to the creator’s
liking – I Am. I stand here alone.
What made me I Am?
 
What makes us different? 
Half and half we are different.
Who made us different?
The creator, or the created one?
 
 We all long for perfection
And we pray for that longing.
Look at me now.
I never reach that perfection.
 
For I don’t even know
What perfection is like.
If you will tell me now
I may know if – I AM.
 

Our prompt today from NaPoWriMo is an ekphrastic poem. This is something similar — a poem written from a photograph.

Rose – Tell Me What you Know

What’s with the rose?
Curling its petals open
As if called by the heavenly
I want to know, I want to hear!

What’s in the rose?
Beaming its crimson hue
As if tinted by the blood of life
I want to know; I want to hear!

How will i know? How will i hear?

I see your beauty like no other;
I touch your softness with its fragility;
I smell your breath that mesmerize me;
And I hear you whisper …

“Wherever your steps will bring you;
Whenever you dream away

Vulnerability to what comes,
Gentleness to act;

Grit from all disturbances,
Happiness to what becomes”

I take you with me, so i will know;
I hide you in me, so i will hear.
I give myself in, i open myself up;
From all the LOVE around me.

By: worldofmymae