I have no need of being understood by others
I am not validated by a specific means of income
nor am I only worthy when I am being 'glamorous'
My value is not supported or substantiated by
having many (or any) agree or stroke or praise me,
my appearance, my opinions, or my actions
I do not require a hefty bank account to know
that I have purpose and value to the world
I require no accolades or rewards for who I am;
knowing I have done my best is sufficient
I have much to offer the world, and the only one
who can convince me otherwise is within. I must
make the crucial decision every day to embrace
my greatness and act upon my unique vision
I love my body, my mind, and my soul exactly as
they are and as an integrated, whole, and perfect
system. I am a part of the Universe, and have a
crucial role to fill.
My views and understanding are comprehensive,
no matter how many others disagree or how fervently
they try to berate me.
I embrace a new and positive life for myself, free
from old expectations, negative tapes, and the
condemning criticisms of nay-sayers in the present.
My salvation, my restoration, my transformation are
entirely mine to command, and I choose to move
forward with life.
Showing posts with label Robert Frost. Show all posts
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Sunday, October 17, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
"The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost
"The Road Not Taken"....by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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