Trying To Fill a Grand Canyon In My Heart

 Photography by Oladios

"I can't see the end of me."

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Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 80

It would complete me if you would join us....well maybe not, but it would make me happy!

He who travels in search of something which he has not got, travels away from himself and grows old even in youth among old things. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson  

When I was 8 years old and looking at my world

 I would dream of perfect places

Living a life I wish I knew

Building a world only my eyes could see

Trying to fill a Grand Canyon in my heart

Years later when I was married and looking in the mirror

I tried to build a perfect place

That all the world could see

Living a life I wish I truly knew

Trying to fill a Grand Canyon in my heart

Now that I am older and looking beyond myself

I have learned that to find fulfillment

I must first be content and honest with who I am

To build a life of purpose that brings me joy

For trying to fill a Grand Canyon in my heart

Has only left me weary and unable to see

What was truly missing all along.

Hope is Pushing Onward

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Linking with Poetry Jam for Mary's prompt "Journey"

 

 Life is what we make it, always has been, always will be. ~Grandma Moses

 

 

You could say it has been a rough road,

and that would be the truth.
I have been stuck in the mud
and gotten mud upon my boots.
I have been stranded
on the wrong side of the road,
 and had to walk onward
 unable to get a tow.
Yet in the midst of hardship
there has always been a way.
I have made it forward
even on the hardest of days.
Kindness has appeared
from every walk of life.
It has reached out it's hand
to help in the day and the night.
So no matter what lies ahead
in my journey through the years,
I have the peace of knowing
that I need not hold to fear.
For no matter what goes wrong
hope and kindness are always here.




I know this poem sounds a bit trite, but in it's essence it is the utter truth.  I could get out a violin and tell of my heartaches like a country song, and I would have a grand and somber story to share, but truly there is so much hope, redemption, and true miracles along the path that the reality is it would be an inspirational uplifting story, not a tragedy.   So I guess I could sing :


"Some trails are happy ones
Others Are blue
It's the way you ride that trail that counts
Is a happy one for you.

Happy trails to you
Until we meet again
Happy trails to you
Keep smiling until then"