Want to be here

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I do

Want and need to be here.

Responsible I do try,

For the exact message you may find.

Expressing something personal,

 Others merely imagine to know my feelings.

As I read and listen to others I find often we don’t meet.

 in time and space.

Focusing on where to go,

Understanding presently.

releasing the outcomes,

 sharpening my aim.

Leaning into each curve in the ride,

So this a short note

 due to lack of proper planning

 I have presently run out of time.

a special moment

of silent peace I hope will find

Wait and listen

The volume to increase the clarity

 of where to find yourself just being.

.kevin lloyd lakes 

 

 

 

Did you know

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there are new feelings around each experience.

I ask my self if I know,

Would you know what you are

looking for if it knocked.

open to the experience of living.

prejudging the outcomes.

To allow for the unknown.

to accept the mysteries of the universe.

People come into a life as if planned,

Guarded

against the tide.

question each new option,

surprised by the events unfolding,

That which I have been seeking.

ask the many questions,

To the outcomes will be,

A sluggish participant all along the way,

Helpful others to meet,

Diligence as well may be found

Allow for trust to be built.

Life is not close to fair,

Welcome to the challenge,

I wish you well.

 .kevin lloyd lakes 

 

 

With time to spare

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over my shoulder I glance,

felt as if someone were there,

just my conscience checking in I guess,

three themes apparent as others comment.

past, present, future,

 not necessarily in that order,

hope, dreams, fears,

not necessarily in that order,  

time, distance, direction

 these are the issues,

to resolve the difference

 good and evil.

 what is going on.

ever hopeful

the voices in my head are

signs of the direction traveling.

Encouraged at the inspiration,

With each new posting I write,

completion is

the life that is inside of me,

Asking

others,

On to the path we all belong.

 .kevin lloyd lakes 

 

 

 

If I say to you

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Life how fragile,

I would have to also say to you,

 Life how resilient.

 Plans for both are inevitable,

the unexpected to bring,

when you find broken,

A hole left behind,

An anchor in time,

Loss measured against how much you treasure.

Time taking to recover,

wellness some never come.

constant pinging all that future lost,

 the life that burns medium bright.

Rebuilding through sadness and strife.

Time only heals as a perspective,

 the scars will always be reflective.

Engrain story with each candle I light.

knowing it will never be the same.

Better after worse,

Holding fast to the notion,

Stronger and deeper

resilience the new skill

Compassion.

for comfort and care,

 noises the voices until silence is clear.

supposed to be,

 the way purpose being built,

foundation and the strength,

and even the hurt.

The story inspires and moves me to reach,

To the creator that creates

The receiving changed to the giving.

Turbulence when the change comes

Transition lead intention,

Treasure buried in story

 Life led and then a hole we leave.

Revealed as it is supposed to be.

.kevin lloyd lakes.   

 

Unsubscribed

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How do I care,

Why does it make me pause.

Sense of loss,

Scope of influence,

Less than expected,

No longer engaging.

All to self absorbed,

That is the point.

Working on me overarching,

Some not relevant not even entertaining.

Some gone a different direction.

Social is tough when rejection is possible.

How does this effect me.

Thinking about the struggle to find relevance,

Does it translate into others language,

Some I have lost,

Trouble is I care,

Why do I care,

What does it matter if

I don’t connect,

Or instruct,

If I care which it seems I do,

 my delusion of selfishness incomplete,

It appears that the truth is not all about the healing of me

but in the promoting of me.

My ego is what is smarting.

loss of audience.

strange how this affecting,

thanks for the lesson. 

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Start, stop, scattered in the brain

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still in need of a push,

asking for the help that is needed,

strength there just tired presently.

eyes stinging,

a little ragged about the edges.

about face.

military for turn around.

however long the way,

Pride is a problem.

Wisdom sometimes by accident,

Intention to transfer a thought,

Can you learn from me

Only if I speak in language

You understand,

Even then not a sure thing,

Teaching is transferring,

The knowledge that is mine to give,

Has a certain mechanical tone,

Stuck in echoes past,

patterns similar to where I have been.

In courage you are not alone,

Still no comfort except to see,

Still kicking my dreams onward,

day by day.

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Life with purpose

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 dreams we follow,

are attainable.

Which step should come first,

Don’t focus on the cost,

where mind gets in the way.

Keep writing it down,

Making it real to find the outcome.

life ever beautiful

 life ever changing

   what is worth counting.

getting past the craziness,

I have various apprehensions,

What the cost to fail,

To launch in these great realms,

 risks that bread possibilities,

 The reward that will be,

The future wished for,

move the vision forward,

 been progressing toward.

Not quite long enough,

For security is important enough.

Securing what is needed to move on,

For future starts with now,

Clearly confusing it can be,

 the pieces not all in place,

things to be bought and sold,

A survey to guide by,

A vision to show,

 where to grow,

old.

.kevin lloyd lakes.

 

Strength in you is building

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Find out your way to measure

Still here are you not,

Strength in that is building,

consistency the mind still calling,

This calls for a new way of thinking,

New words and a special cunning,

To elude the other from returning.

Wish you could go back in time and deed,

Path set even before you proceed. 

Never will

the person you have been

See who you are now.

Leave behind the judgments

for time will tell.

Strength is back building

Stronger thoughts you are thinking.

Exhaustion is a word and a spell,

Knowing not the outcome is just as well.

point at clarity you are creating a new,

An existence you have never seen before.

Strength in its building.

Trying hard to find the way

Working so hard to be positive each day

Stumble you may.

Say it over and over even if you believe it not

My strength is building.

I am worth the living.

Secret is to find myself giving,

Last of these words meant as encouraging,

Strength in you is building.

.kevin lloyd lakes.