Times Like These…

Times like these…

We reflect and reconvene.

Assess in disbelief.

Life hardly what it seems.

Fighting for good air just to breathe.

A space where we can dream.

A light for us to see.

Maybe hope to just believe.

Times like these…

We discover who we are.

Forced to scan our hearts.

Find our purpose and why started.

Times like these…

We grow selfless to play our part.

The individual can only go so far.

But together we can conquer all…

Humility…

Humility…

Staying low like the sea.

So the rivers and streams dump into me.

Humility…

Daily anonymous deeds.

Done with the intentions to improve or to free…

No attachment to praise.

No insecurities at play.

Just an ideal way…

The days…

These Days…

The Berlin Wall

I think we take for granted what it means to be free.

Some lost their lives swimming and climbing.

Praying and hiding.

In the dark hoping for a little light in.

I’m grateful for all the attempts.

For all the symbols of free.

The ones who stood up to give us an example of humanity…