Poems

If you cannot make waves, make ripples

| by Joy

195

Weary waters wait

Sink down into the earth

Evaporate

Trapped by stones

Slick and polished

Koans

Humbled by the tides at sea

Highs and lows, ebbs and flow

Free

Drop of rain ripples out

Perfect circle

No room for doubt

Much Love Much Life

Author: Joy

I am Joy I am content I am patient I am love I am free, fabulous and fit. I am all these things and so much more. I am struggle I am hopelessness I am sad I am endurance I am a warrior I am a princess I am my Father's daughter I am a survivor of loss of hurt of pain. I am encouragement I am influence I am Joy.

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