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A new year begins

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Another year comes to a close

And what have I learned?

What’s my take away?

 

Be kind

Bring joy to people and

Develop your talents and virtues  

 

There is nothing new in these thoughts

They are age old ideas 

That still make sense

 

They are simple 

They are profound 

They resonate with me

 

May the coming year bring you joy

And you bring joy to others

Be kind

And the world will be a better place 

 

March 18th, 2019

My zone

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I get into in a zone

When I write

A special place

A place of reflection and calm

I’m with people

But separated

There is talking around me

But I don’t hear it

When I enter this special space

It’s hard to leave

I like to linger

The world and its activities await

But I’d like to delay them

So, I stay 

I Stay a little bit … longer

 

March 17th, 2019

Bonds that bind

 

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Another connection 

Another bond of friendship 

The fruit of us being together

So many years ago

In the beautiful city of Shiraz

Shiraz, from where some of us scattered

Around the world

Each going on a journey of self discovery

And now we come together

Having experienced life 

With its ups and downs 

Its joys and sorrows

We come together 

With increased understanding

And renew and strengthen 

These bonds 

That were formed so many years ago

 

March 17th

With Farideh and Payam

A gift to myself

 

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I cherish my solitude

A time to reflect

A time to write

There must be no distraction

I especially like coffee shops

 

This hour in the day has been carved into it

Because I’ve repeated it so many times

It’s now a groove into which I happily fall

 

It’s an hour when I recharge 

It’s a gift I give to myself

This time has brought me so much joy

I’ve spent these hours blissfully

 

Something so simple 

Can nourish my soul

It can be done anytime  

Anywhere in the world

 

March 10th, 2019

Free solo

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To climb an impossible climb

To go where no one has gone before

To look fear in the face and not flinch

To be as determined as can be

 

We all climb different mountains in our lives

Some are small, some are big

Can’t beat the feeling when you get to the top

But getting there ain’t easy

 

An iron will

Support of friends and

Sticktoitiveness 

All necessary 

 

The more challenging the climb

The richer the reward 

And the more interesting the story

 

March 12th, 2019

The magic of the early mornings

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The silence of the early morning

When the world is still sleeping

When the sun has not risen

When my mind is refreshed after a night of rest

When the day ahead awaits

All I hear is the tick tock of the clock in the living room

And the hum of the heater

And that’s if I listen for it

Otherwise, I’m lost in my thoughts

On a sea of tranquility 

No one to distract me

No one who needs me

No urgent feeling to do things

Other than contemplate, read and write

It’s the magic of the early morning

Is my spirit closer to its source?

Is my mind not clouded with the tasks of the day?

What is the source of this calm I feel?

 

March 4th, 6:00 am

The swamp

 

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When I hear words that sadden my heart

sully my soul and make me feel like the

day has turned into night

When I hear words that are like awful

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I feel like I’ve plunged into a swamp

That I’m struggling to get out

But I keep being pulled back in

I feel the heaviness of the mud

Mud that has sullied my skin

I long for a fountain of pure water

To wash the dirt off of me 

The swamp is insistent though

And I feel trapped

Suddenly something beautiful catches my eyes

I see a field of wildflowers in the distance

My mood changes a bit 

The swamp seems less menacing

I keep my gaze on the flowers

And their beauty gives me the courage to

Continue my struggle 

And eventually I free myself

From the ugly swamp of dark emotions

 

February 24th, 2019