Poetry

[Yoda]

The True Meaning Of Life

Patricia A. Fleming

The Years have passed by,
In the blink of an eye,
Moments of sadness,
And joy have flown by.

People I loved,
Have come and have gone,
But the world never stopped,
And we all carried on.

Life wasn't easy,
And the struggles were there,
Filled with times that it mattered,
Times I just didn't care.

I stood on my own,
And I still found my way,
Through some nights filled with tears,
And the dawn of new days.

And now with old age,
It's become very clear,
Things I once found important,
Were not why I was here.

And how many things,
That I managed to buy,
Were never what made me,
Feel better inside.

And the worries and fears,
That plagued me each day,
In the end of it all,
Would just fade away.

But how much I reached out,
To others when needed,
Would be the true measure,
Of how I succeeded.

And how much I shared,
Of my soul and my heart,
Would ultimately be,
What set me apart.

And what's really important,
Is my opinion of me,
And whether or not,
I'm the best I can be.

And how much more kindness,
And love I can show,
Before the Lord tells me,
It's my time to go.

[Yoda]

When do you know when to open your heart,
is it the beginning, the end, the finish or start
of your life.
To learn how to love, be passionate and creative
to dream of peace and compassion with your
heightened senses so sensitive.
Carefully exposed is your treasured gift
can easily be tattered and cast adrift.
Holding on to it too tightly can cause it to break
and giving it away can also be hard to take.
Exercising precautions and diligently on guard
only builds the wall higher and allowing the bards
to sing songs and tell of wild stories of our plight.
So when do we know when to open our hearts,

is it the beginning, the end, the finish or start.

- me

[Yoda]

Mountains and rivers are what I dream
too many times so it seems
With mature trees that fill the forests
and meadows filled with so many flowers
that would be the envy of any florist
Skies are blue and the air is crisp
there's not much more that I can't ignore
but the simple pleasure of watching
the wildlife play, as I go about my
usual day
Hurry and catch up will you and join
me in our quest, as the light starts to fade
we begin to sleep again with the light of
the moon and the stars on our skin

we dream of home once again.

- me

[Yoda]

My birth and death are the covers,

and every page between them are

the days in the book of my life.  - me