This is a call out to all creative souls:
“They need us now, more than at any other time in history , to create our works; to help creation make sense where there is nothing but chaos.”
Sing it
Dance it
Invent it
Design it
Write it
Paint it
Dream it up
Express it
But whatever you do…
Do your part
A new era demands a new expression …
Eva Santiago © 2017
Well darlin’ I must tell ya,
A heart made ready for aging in your glory days, will be what keeps you going when the last vestiges of bloom , sparkle and splendor make their lingering exit out the back door.
What prepares you best for your golden years? Being fully aware that your character has been tested in the furnace of much affliction. Knowing that the dross has been scooped away and what’s left is genuine precious metal .
Foolish are the ones who arrive at the doorstep of their golden years still covered in the dross of their vanities . What a wasted life! They refused the furnace of much affliction during their youth , when a soul can actually withstand such melting and refining . To be purified and tried during your golden years has got to be hell itself.
Eva Santiago © 2017
Pardon me, I seem to have run out of answers. My dear, you were delusional thinking you had any at all.
Eva Santiago copyright 2017
Your kids are yours for a blink in time
Hold their tiny and not so tiny hands while you still can
Before you know it ,the future you prepared them for shows up to claim them
And when that certain future comes around, you’re left with only memories to hold
Letting them go is heart ache never ending
Eva Santiago ©2017
Wings are for flying, don’t set them back, set them free to soar heights you yourself never even dared to ascend to. Your young eagles will astound you with every feat they accomplish because you had the guts to release them when their time came.
Eva Santiago copyright 2017
Their ungraciousness slays:
Love
Affection
Attraction
Good vibes
Intimacy
Ungrateful people are actually little brats throwing temper tantrums
Let them be
They soon get over themselves
If not , you move on
Leave them behind to drown in their own churlish sea.
Eva Santiago © 2017
PARENTS: Our children are our judge and jury
There is no mock trial
We’re summoned daily
And there’s no acquittal come execution day
Our last minute stay of execution will not come
As we’d hoped
But karma is a karmic wheel
She goes forward as well as back
Children then be careful, lest she rolls back on you
You will remember your judgements of us
When you become parents.
Eva Santiago © 2017
Sometimes our bended knee supplications mix with our tears , then all of heaven takes note. Abide there for that’s where clarity resides.
Eva Santiago © 2017
Nature always does her thing
No one ever disuades her
She’s unstoppable
She’s uncontrollable
So why do people try to stop and control others ?
When clearly nature is unstoppable and uncontrollable
Eva Santiago © 2017
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