trial
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The Year of Wisdom
I thought year thirty-three was going to be the year of wisdom. Profundity would find me on the edge of the ocean dipping my toes in the waters of understanding. Clarity would embrace me like a sister and I would smile a thousand times. But buried under year thirty-three naïveté found me on the edge… Continue reading
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The Wait is Over
I’ve been working on this collection of poetry since I released I am Soul three years ago. So much as happened in that time that most of this year feels like it happened years ago. It feels like Kobe Bryant died in 2019, but then I remember that tragedy happened earlier this year. I have… Continue reading
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Alone | Maya Angelou
Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone I came up with one thing And I don’t believe I’m wrong That nobody, But nobody Can make it out here alone.Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone.There… Continue reading
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It is already Yours
The trial is the mask triumph wears until we are ready to receive what has always been ours. We live in a world where faith has lost its meaning, its vigor, its gloss. Woe to those who walk the Earth when faith has lost its shine. Who are we when faith has lost its power?… Continue reading
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The Butterfly is Supposed to Struggle
Maya Angelou said, “We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.” No one likes to struggle because the pain, of any kind, does not feel good. In fact, many of us probably spend our entire lives seeking to struggle less. To reduce… Continue reading
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Mistakes
If you got it all together, there is no room for growth. If you know it all, there is nothing else to learn. If there is nothing else to learn, there is nothing to strive for. If there is nothing to strive for, there is no hope. If there is no hope, then it is… Continue reading
