Through The Cracked Window (Revisited)
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Don’t be alone in a world
Filled with make belief
Lies that we tell ourselves
Looking for some relief
Following is for fools
Traveling without a map
Stumbling behind the crowd
Always trying to fill a gap
Unique, in a beautiful way
Forging a path on our own
Let them follow the rest
We will find our own way home
Stoic Poetry
There has to be a better way
Than going back and forth
Doing right, doing wrong
Because of how we were taught
Taught by them, who we are
No matter the bumps and bruises
No matter the scars or the pain
Can we simply believe in truth?
Born flawless we can never forget
What you say we are cannot be us
Stoic Poetry
A heart held gently,
in love the greatest gift,
given and received.
Entrusted to another,
the easy path a cowards game,
fickle fate to be repaid in full.
Upon the currency paying,
ignoble acts, replacing honor,
in a world far too complicated.
Stoic Poetry
Hold on to what you are
Guard close your heart
Flames climb into the night
Lapping at our heels
They aim to tear us apart
These days try to bind us
Bound by mortal chains
But time is on our side
Patience always the virtue
Far beyond our remains
Stoic Poetry
Passing field’s of waving grain
Waiting for some coming rain
The waning sun at the fields edge
Winking behind the Hawthorne hedge
Birds of all kinds skim along
Swooping to share a special song
Longing shadows line the road
As clouds drift by with their heavy load
Stoic Poetry
Away from the turmoil of the world
Our eyes are set on a distant sun
All of our dreams, and the stories we tell
As we pass the days together as one
Stoic Poetry
People come and go,
metaphorically,
or actually.
Parts of life splintered,
falling away,
and are gone forever.
Wounds heal in time,
even scars fade,
but the memories remain.
Stoic Poetry
Play the role they have written
Be the actor, be the liar
Play the game by the rules
Giving others what they desire
Hold the rage that builds inside
Never dare to release
In the presence of those around
Blindly aiming to please
Stoic Poetry
There’s always a space in my heart for you
Always open and free
Always caught in your gravity
Drifting in the void deep and dark
Your light beckons
And I shift my direction
Always my soul belongs to where you are
With your heaven of stars
No distance is ever too far
Stoic Poetry
I can’t fall asleep easily
I am not a religious man
But I know something is here
I want to do better; honestly
When I am hung by my feet
Could I still be your son?
I have tried hard to be worthy
but this world often defeats
I simply call him Father
Every day I am so aware
Of how much I should care
I am loved, even when I falter
Stoic Poetry
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 