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Dune Buggy in My Mind, a Poem

Rolling down life’s highway in the dune buggy in my mind.
Up and down, endless rolling hills; taking turns that wind.
Asking questions, looking for answers.
Never hard to find.

The answer we get, the answers we give, the people we meet on the way.
Our questions are the things that power us, not to go astray.
Westward and back, to the east and down, in any direction we travel.
Seeking and searching and striving, we want life’s mysteries to unravel.

The beauty of a brilliant sunset.
A warm sandy beach at our feet.
The smile of good folks welcoming us.
The beauty of the world we greet.

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One of the Basics: Smiling

People always seem to be looking for secrets to success. There are countless books on how to succeed. Somehow, we human beings are drawn to ways of accomplishing

Positive Qualities

In business, school and life in general, intelligence is something we tend to look at with a certain degree of reverence. We often look up to people who

Cultivating Optimism

Attitude is important. A good attitude does not guarantee the projects we undertake will be successful. However, if we set out to accomplish something harboring a negative attitude

Awkward Orchid, a Poem

Awkward Orchid You’ve been apprised and advised It’s up to you, for the chaos to subside Behold, the goal is yours to achieve Empty merriment collides with intense intent Then change happens Time needed

Refreshing Our Knowledge and Skills

We tend to think of school as something we partake in during the early years of our lives. There is preschool, nursery school, kindergarten, primary school, junior high

The Wise, a Poem

You sit around and think. And you realize some of what you thought you knew, you didn’t. You think of the errors you’ve made. At times, it can be tough. Songs play.

Tender Light from Above, a Poem

Tender light from above. Sky light, my light, the heavens smile. A bird flies. The sun shines. We are happy. Happiness from the waves of the ocean and

The Stuff of Creative Change, a Poem

We are jettisoned pods in a bewildering world. We get up and our minds begin to whirl. What is that? What is this? Caught up, we are, in

Tearful Awakening, a Poem

With a chest full of tears for the human condition Reflecting on loss, sin and potential perdition I sit back and hope Am I just wishing? Perhaps, I’d be better off

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