Mistakes, Mixes, Misses and Messes

Looking through the pages of pain and sweat, agony and mistreat
counting blessings, that one is not amongst them in the pages........

Seeing the smiles through the photographs, and the sweetness been captured
saying prayers, to see sweet surrender, of happiness raptures ........

When enclosed by solitude, feeling blessed abundance of gratitude
then feeling fear, the intensity as it gets nearer, losing dear true blue;
That moment, a striking blow of self realization
everything that has been denial, is now in clear reflections.....

Smiles away, happiness will come running down this way
strengthen the heart, stacked up the walls, prays the sentry will stay ......

Laughter fills the air, brushed off whatever worries and care
cross the heart, and prayers, whatever come may......

When closed behind the walls, laid down on the bed, staring up the ceiling
solitude and loneliness is so much more peaceful and pleasing;
That moment, a blow of relief, like a warm blanket over the cold body
nothing really matters, the mistakes, mixes, misses and messes, here is an opportunity!

Seize, and kiss the rain when it comes falling
don't hold the thoughts, let them come gently.......
Behold, the chance been laid out
don't fear whatever the outcome, what is coming around.

Mistakes, mixes, misses and messes
as life manifests.