Break New Day

Morning breaks
All life begin stir
Another glory
Blessings all
And we together hold
As one with all
As one

Perfection in simplicity
Flawless beauty of form
All wonders surround
A growth, a movement
This is life
Existence
Pure

And now
Yet again
Newest beginning
Rebirth anew
A need
A want
Reach

We hold fast…

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Your Gift of Life

At a time in life when most of the people in this world tend to ease and pull back, you give it your all. In the few brief moments you allowed me to be a part of your life, I was amazed in wonder, truly enjoying seeing first hand just how bright your light shines. The gift you given these children with such great needs so loving it is without equal. You share all of your love, compassion, and warmth. Giving love and guidance to them as though they were your own.Far too many others in this world cannot be bothered to care or give, this is one of the thing that make you so special. Far too many around us find some excuse or another to not meet the need seen, but you just leap forward to help overcome. I would tell the others that it would seem a very small selfless sacrifice to make for such for such  noble a cause, but too many see it rather as some kind of annoyance, a disruption to their lives, beneath them, and so walk away without a thought. It takes someone as special as you to step up and embrace the challenges, to accept whatever comes, ere working always to create a better tomorrow. It has truly been an honor to know you.

You have my heart and soul my dear friend, heart and soul ❤

And I would add, I thank you deeply for allowing me to know you Marguerite…

Steve Easy Whitacre

Take Hold

Precious moments, gone, lost to the bane of indifference

So much opportunity, so much of a life’s wonder now gone to waste

Such a travesty of spirit, missed out on blessings

And we sit, watching them all go by

Over and over, unheeding of the luring offer

Take hold I tell you young one

Waste not your short time given

Let not you find yourself old in regret

In regret with short time left

Take Hold

Steve Easy Whitacre

 

The Price

Can we not be at long the last, one in mind and soul

Stepping out each new day, working together, holding to peace and good

An old concept, talked of, expounded on, envisioned, dreamed of in joy

Once thought to be a must do for the children yet too come

Ere lost to ‘the cause, all theses years, lost to pettiness and greed

Anger and war, wanton destruction, pain, death and waste

Children trampled under the foot of ignorance and ego

As has been throughout our history, so tis it still now

And what of those few that still cry for peace

Cast down, shoved aside, like unwanted cast off trash

An embarrassing renouncement to those holding power

Derided, put down, held apart as less knowing fools

And the winners of this contest, the greedy control warmongering elite

Who be at the loss alas, who be at the loss

Only the most truly of innocent, children all, children all

And us all who allow, we who will pay in the end

Pay the price of allowing the devil’s reign

A price dire indeed, dire indeed

A price dire indeed

 

 

Loss

my pen poised, ready, anxious
unsteady above the starring blank page
no words come, an emptiness
alas the friend I await, yearn for
is lost and gone away

I miss you Will

Easy…

Creator’s Blessing

Ah, the sweet sounds of a world alive
The Creator’s blessings at every turn
Smell the scents of flowers drifting on the winds
Feel the warm caress of the sun shining down
Know the tiny ones flitting through the grasses
Dance with the birds flying limb to limb
I can feel the love, know the happiness
And being clean and sober, I can enjoy it all
And in being clean, I can once more know I too am a part
I am one of the Creator’s blessings
As are you…
Easy

New Dawn

A dim red burning through the night gone dark
This new blessing, life stirs, the world awakens
I become, embrace this day, my fresh new life
Happiness and love begin to fill my very being
This the magic of my life now, so full and free

No more nightmares, lost the dead years of end
I have only the brightest of futures yet to come
I take of breath, step right out through the door
Striding out on the new paths of glory and love
I take hold now, arm embrace, and live fullest
Easy