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Embracing Life: a Poem

Updated on September 4, 2017
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Val is a life-long student of the psycho-philosophy of living, and a devoted practitioner of many techniques enhancing personal evolution.

Life Is Great---and Everything Else Is Just a Bonus
Life Is Great---and Everything Else Is Just a Bonus

Dreaming persistently, striving for more

putting our metal to yet another test,

we go for something better than life may have in store

in search for the absent, hoping for the best.

Like an inevitable shadow of all crazy willing

sprout out obstacles, one smaller than the next

squeezing our fancy in walls with no ceiling,

allowing just heavens to hear our request.

All along gently clinging to that fence

spreads ivy of love as for a consolation,

cooling down ambitions and maddening suspense,

as if begging us to leave that futile fixation.

Like a sweetest balm for some broken dreams

and all unanswered prayers to capricious fate

whisper of this love outlouds those loudest whims,

making smallest around us appearing great.

So maybe all obstacles were a secret blessing

or heavenly answer to all those prayers

throwing us on knees with a tearful confessing

turning some achievers into happy life players.

Now I hear a joyful ticking in my chest,

and a bird out there singing to its rhyme

so, what can I get better if I already got the best

with this aroma of new spring smelling so divine.

Abundance is called life, my dear friend,

and if ever old dreams invade your restless sleep,

making all of that little ---then just pretend,

letting all dreams be, letting them stay cheap.


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      Vladimir Karas 5 months ago from Canada

      Ruby Jean---Your recap of my poem is so accurate that I could have used it as the central thought for composing it.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 5 months ago from Southern Illinois

      Accumulating expectations, hardly ever achieved, but then, as we grow and learn, we didn't need it all to be happy, and we are grateful for what we have.

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      Vladimir Karas 5 months ago from Canada

      Vishnu---You got it right, we all have our own path to follow, and sometimes we just " don't know what's best for us"---until we find out.

      Thank you for the wise comment.

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      Vladimir Karas 5 months ago from Canada

      Three Keys---There are a few reasons "why life turns out differently than we expected"---as you are wondering. The one mainly touched in this poem is that we outgrow our ambitions, with who we deeply inside are. At the onset of our maturation we "think" that our ambitions will best express our personality. Then our "higher self" which want to get out keeps throwing all kinds of obstacles to sabotage our ego's dominance and its goals.

      There are other possible reasons for that, which I didn't express in this poem. Like: we keep biting more than we could chew, either to please high ambitions of our parents or spouse---while subconsciously angry at them for pushing us and so sabotaging the outcomes.

      Or, our nervous constitution is not allowing us the fast pace of success, as we are not "naturals", and pushing ourselves results with burnouts---so we give up our ambitions and change our priorities in life.

      I hope these couple ideas may be a good addition for your thinking about the "hidden" part of the poem.

      I appreciate your interesting comment.

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      ThreeKeys 5 months ago from Australia

      Im happy for you that-life is good! Why do you think the reason for one's life turning out so different to one's desires or expectations? And does one give in and give up and "get real". Or do you keep "expecting? ( maybe this could be a good article from your petspective?) This poem? Detailed gusts of intricacies to be examined....

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      Vishnu 5 months ago

      Life is unique for every individual.

      Poet touches the futility of past beautifully and makes gift of Present.