No Battle is Ever Lost

Through the tears I fought, for the world I lost. 

Looking for my shield in disbelief as I watched the arrows they shot.

One by one they pierced my heart as I struggled to find the sword I lost.

Tripped I tripped, over shattered pieces of my dream I tripped.

Darkness veiled my eyes as I struggled to keep my faith alive.

Cried I cried as wounds dried laying in fear of my death.

Shaking and falling I stood back up with all my might as I saw the light.

The fight is never ending …. No battle is ever lost.

Unknown

Unknown fears I hold inside;
behind my eyes the truth lies.
In a high I shed tears in silence,
waiting for a ray of hope
to awaken me from this reverie.
Deaf ears hear my woeful cries
and console with caresses of kindness,
as those who walk the Earth continue
to forsake my very existence.
Fear, I fear, this solitude I fear;
for misery is my only companion . . .
Inspiration: #Unknown #Fears

Lost

Lost up in a reverie the sights I see become quite heavenly, yet why do I breathe so heavily?

The clouds of treachery have left me feeling weatherly as I reach new heights of destiny. With wings of hope I fly, while passing silent eyes that despise the treasures I hold inside.

Hide, I hide these gems as they shine, in fear of those who whine. Sing, I sing as I dance away my problems in the sky.

Free, I free the stress away, for those who try to hold my wings down are forever . . . Lost.

Finding your Nemo

Quote of the Week: “Granted there are various fish in the sea, but how many of those fish will be attracted to a fishing pole with no bait?” -DelicateStrength

Inspiration: Believe in yourself and give your 110% in everything. If you don’t try and take initiative, you will never catch the big fish. 

I’ll Be That Bridge

Have you ever noticed the eyes of people who are lost? Whether they be requesting  physical or emotional direction there is an intensity in their gaze that is hungry for knowledge. They wait in anticipation on your every word contemplating over the  insightful information that may lead them to their destination. The pitch black route towards their destination scares them; somewhere along this rigid path they make a wrong turn and no longer know which direction to go. You happen to intersect them on this lonely road and their eyes light up with hope.

The lost eyes look at you as if you are the only person in the world that will understand them. The stranger maintains an eye lock with you searching for an answer in your eyes; he believes you are going to deliver a message that will lead him to salvation. You have never crossed paths with this stranger, but you feel this immediate bond with him. Each time you look into his perplexed eyes you feel a certain familiarity that you can not identify. His lost eyes are captivating  and you have no control over yourself; each time you try to walk away from this stranger fate seems to pull you by the arm and redirect you back to him.

As you guide this individual to his destination you learn more about the stranger and even more about yourself. You never thought you had the inner strength to support and encourage an individual to acquire a destination in their life. You did not know that it would feel so rewarding to watch someone taking steps closer and closer to their goal. One day your journey with this stranger ends, he has finally arrived at his destination. There he stands beaming with fulfillment and pouring gratitude through his once lost eyes.  You feel a sense of pride and joy; these emotions escape your eyes and fall to the ground. Then you realize why the lost eyes were so appealing and why you were initially drawn to this stranger. Those lost eyes contained a reflection of you. Your soul was drawn to aid this stranger because you saw your own lost eyes in his. The journey towards the strangers destination was never just for him. You were never helping a stranger; you were helping yourself . . .

Everyone has experienced the feeling of being lost in life. Sadly, not many people are found or guided and their journey never seems to end. When you see someone with lost eyes be the bridge that will lead them to their destination.

“If you need a helping hand, along the way and I’m the one, I’ll be your soldier, I’ll fight all your best
Till freedom come, and if you need some shelter
Cause, Coming storm
I’ll be your cover keep ya, Safe and warm
I’ll be close by, Any time, Night or day
I’ll be that bridge
That take you over the mountain
I’ll lift you up, and take you over the top”

I’ll be that Bridge -Elliott Yamin

Inspiration: Lost eyes and Elliott Yamin- I’ll be that Bridge