Tag: Literature
OUR YESTERDAYS
Our yesterdays become today’s poetry
What mis-guided steps we took in earlier days
Become the compass to guide or mis-guide us through life’s tempests in later years
Our flood of tears that overwhelmed us as babes
Water and keep fertile our heart’s soil in our golden years
Our early attempts at art:
Our stick figures we clumsily drew and our finger paintings
Become the force behind master strokes
On the masterpiece we paint of our whole life
The notes we failed to carry when we were tone deaf
Become the notes angelic beings carry to and fro
Up and down Jacob’s ladder
Aligning the celestial harmonies
Between our heavenly residence and our earthly abode
The multitude of our unanswered questions
We asked while at our parent’s knees
Become our song’s lyrics
The stuff of our novels , stories and poems
We are greater than the sum of earth’s square footage
We are greater than the power of all rulers, past and present combined
Our greatness emanates from the Divine!
Eva Santiago copyright 2016
BITTER SWEET
We all drink from a certain cup
Bitter or sweet,
We take our daily libations from life’s fountain
A drink from a bitter cup has to be chased by a sip from the sweet one
or how would we make it?
Some choose bitter some choose sweet
Then there are those of us who figured long ago both are essential,
you can’t have bitter without the sweet
you can’t have sweet without the bitter
A babe craves sweet as it can’t handle bitter
The mature turn bitter from having swallowed the delusions that come with too much sweet
Too much sweet rots you from the inside out
So does too much bitter
Some drink their cups of shattered scraps as if that’s all there is
A wilder mind accepts that bitter and sweet cups are the stuff of life’s elixir
The bitter enhances the sweet and the sweet softens the bitter
You weren’t meant to drown in your bitter gall
Nor were you meant to be pacified by all that is sweet
The bitter tames your soul, makes it pliable
The sweet enhances all that is good in you
EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2016
Great Things Don’t Go Away
Great things don’t go away
Great things are seldom forgotten
Great things are great because of the great people behind them
When you’re great,you won’t be left in a dusty cloud of yesteryear’s glory
When you’re great, you draw like spirits to you
When you’re great, mediocre is a stench in your nostrils
When you’re great, the good get better due to your influence
When you’re great, your descendants coming after you will follow suit
When you’re great, like The Great Wall of China:
You will be viewed as a wonder
You life will have branches and spurs
Your towers stand fortified
You’ll be a monument of awe
When you’re great, you are a timeless classic
Never an old,dusty relic
Look in your mirror, what do you see?
Is it cracked because you can’t see past your flaws?
Mirror,Mirror, on the wall,what is all this greatness you see?
Mirror, Mirror on the wall, help us see beyond our imperfections
Guide us to our intended destiny
We must look stop looking at the obvious
And see that we all inspire great awe
Great things and great people seldom happen over night!
EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2015
At First Sight
At first sight
Dreams sparkle like diamonds in the rough
I dream
I wake up
I sleep
I wake up
I dream again
Was it real?
Was it just a dream?
I dreamt that reality was the dream and when I awoke, I knew I had been dreaming because dreams are reality. Though I can’t touch what I dreamt of just yet. it doesn’t make it any less real than the closest tangible object…
Eva Santiago Copyright 2015
THE GREATEST GIFT OF ALL
To all of my readers: I wish you a Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays and a wonderful 2015!!! Thank you for reading and following this blog 🙂 ❤ -Eva
Christmas presents all wrapped up in bright festive colors
Waiting for their big day
Holding secrets that won’t keep long
Days dwindle down
Anticipation mounts
Big and small packages
Pregnant with good news
Only they know of the treasures within
Live each day like a Christmas gift you unwrap on Christmas morn’!
Because none of us know when our time comes
Anticipate each day like a kid on Christmas morn’
Stop looking back on your past gifts
You’ve been there and lived that
Live the present as if it really is your one and only present
Tomorrow’s gifts are yet unknown-they remain under the tree of life
Open them when their time comes
Yesterday’s presents will not help you live today any better
So wise up and get goin’
Get over the past, it’s been opened
Nor worry about your future -for it’s yet to be unwrapped
LIVE this very day!
Go ahead, tear into the paper
Don’t save the bows
It’s what’s inside that matters
That’s what’s yours to hold!!!
EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2014
Eva Santiago 