Joys Of Life - Poem by Siegfried OheneSidza
I can do all things if only I believe,
I can see myself fly up high into the big blue sky.
Reaching out to a revealing thought,
And touching the comfort of my desires
I reluctantly want to grip up
the objectivity of my hopes for life.
Into the bosom of my true image,
I embrace myself with great relief.
That all is well with my soul
and nothing sorrowful to think of.
I see people run in and out for help,
I hear people crying out for peace.
It's time for oneness in our endeavors,
It's time to be loyal and true to yourself.
The storms of life are a chasing
after the air that your breathe.
The pool of your thoughts is bridging
the reality of your nightmare.
If you see yourself in your actions;
Then make a positive reaction to your everyday life.
The joy of life's virtue is having
the hope and believe in yourself.
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