Jeff Rushton Poems

Success is not the triumph over regress,
Success is the power to suppress.
Success is not the money or the fame,
Success is, knowing you are still the same.
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The journey begins with all forms of transportation, for all speeds and conditions that will persist and exist.
You will travel as far as able with no destination but the desire to see and experience everything within a nation.
Your means are determined by the location and situation with which you find your self in and at the time of needed transportation.
Your journey begins from within the state you reside.
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The beauty of life lies not in its purity or perfection

The beauty of life stands tall and with great attention
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Round, Smooth, Never ending, all angles encompassing
As we walk, it seems flat and a plain, smooth without restraint
Yet the slopes go up and down depending on our destination and path along the globe of man
North, south, east, west, all are one unless you are equipped with a compass
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Trust in man was lost today
Trust in man that is never quite regained
Trust was lost when you started to betray
Trust was lost when you didn't care enough to say
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Running after dreams that have come and gone
Running in hopes of crossing the finish line with a personal best
Running for the glory only seen and celebrated in a reflection
Running to be what I want to be
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From noon until midnight the sky becomes a kelm of colors,
All seen in the stained glass window we call the clouds
Beauty of painted light as the glowing backdropp rotates through the sky
Brightness brings softness, the glow, luminescence, and art of illumination to it's
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Healing is a profound power of living matter
The ability to heal is given to us as a lesson in inner zeal
All obstructions of perfection become the focal point of the bodies energy and direction
Resources are thwarted, deviated and expended in an effort to mend
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Life is an ocean of waves
The moment you feel calm and tranquil
The waves continue to move forth
The times when the waves seem grave and start to enclave
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This is my destiny
My eternity, my desire to be
This is me
My weaknesses, my faults
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