Tough times.

They seldom come,
These tough times,
But when they do,
They play with our minds.
They show reality.
A glimpse of what could be,
If not controlled.
But the light times,
That lie within,
That show true bliss,
Are what should be.

They seldom come,
These tough times,
But when they do,
They open our eyes.
They show us our true calling,
Lead us to bliss.
These may be the darkest times,
But that’s when we see the light.
Put an end to all our slumbers,
Awaken us,
To fulfill our dreams.

They seldom come,
These tough times,
But when they do,
They change our lives.

Lost answers.

Where was the dreamer in you?
The birdwatcher.
You were taught about a bird’s flight,
And you stopped imagining what it’s like.
Why did you stop?
Please continue to dream.

Where’s the believer in you?
The rebel.
“You always want too much”, they said,
And you let them get to your head.
Why did you let go?
Hold on, they’re your beliefs.

When did you lose all that courage?
You brave heart.
The fear that you should have known,
Was always right outside your door.
You still can venture.
What’s keeping you inside?

Can you set your mind free?
Can you believe in yourself?
Can you do what you want to?