Linda Ori

(08/13/1945 / UTAH)

' Understand

There are consequences to everything
Intentions have their purpose -
So don't deny
Or justify -
Just accept what is;

Momentary flights of fantasy
Highlight the mundane world
Of real life,
Of real strife -
Without dreams, we die;

Every little now and then
This life bestows a gift,
A brilliant light
To set things right -
Fresh life to a dying heart;

Be grateful for the blessings bright
Accept them as they are,
They're sent to you
To see you through -
They are not yours to hold......................



Submitted: Saturday, March 07, 2009

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  • Saadat Tahir (6/11/2009 9:27:00 AM)

    very well written linda...a deep appreciation of the ups and downs like can throw at you
    i can identify with your emphesis on understand
    its more of an exasperated cry for assimilating the reality of life and existence

    very well done
    cheers an ten (Report) Reply

  • Stephen Stirk (3/10/2009 11:47:00 AM)

    This is truly great as usual. Your use of words is so amazing. You are indeed a wordsmith of the highest order
    Steve (Report) Reply

  • T McH (3/8/2009 1:54:00 AM)

    I'm going to hold this one with me today. Thank you L. t x (Report) Reply

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