Mend and alter…
Mend and alter
A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife is hard. Needs time to heal and to be reborn again.
Mend and alter
Life is simple my friends.
There is consequences for every action and deed done.
Mundane voices from the past.
They whisper prayers for the living.
Love killed by words.
Can’t be brought back to life.
Better to retreat to silence.
Rage lead to arrogant places and situation.
Bless be the man who hold love over hate.
Better to be the vessel of forgiveness and kindness
than live in a life of the bondage of hate.
Regret leave a vessel of someone seeking fragments of things lost.
No mercy for the cold in heart.
Betrayal of love and friendship leave you to dead-end places.
Grandmother told me when I was young.
Need to mend and alter.
Life is hard.
Better to be like a willow tree that flowed with the wind
Than a mountain that stand alone.
Coyote
So beautifully expressed « Bless be the man who hold love over hate.
Better to be the vessel of forgiveness and kindness
than live in a life of the bondage of hate.«
Profoundly so!
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If we hold hate. We can’t see the good in our world. Thank you dear friend for reading and the comment.
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So true John, right now we have to fight the impulse but it’s not easy.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you my friend.
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Life is hard…..
Leading us to dead end places…heartfelt words John🤩
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We must seek the light in the darkness dear Ruelha. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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Thank you for a beautiful post John 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼💐💐💐🤩🤩🤩
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There is some wisdom in grandma’s advice. Glad you took her advice on.
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Yes there is. Keeping pain will weight us down. Thank you dear Cassa for reading and the comment.
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