Category: power
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Wisdom
My Father wasn’t a warrior in a typical sense. But he was a fighter to me. When a good man takes a stand even if it’s just for a second the world stands still. The tide shifts, the bedrock shakes and a new day full of blue skies and opportunity begins. When more people feel…
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About Love
It’s messy Interesting Strange Powerful Invisible Hard to prove But, oh so real It’s not something that you think It’s something that you feel That’s the miraculous thing about love Love always, Esha <3
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The Core of Men
Love doesn’t count if it’s counted It can’t be measured It is and has always been infinite A heart calls for it Like a baby crying for it’s mother after leaving the womb We give up on love to easily And forget it’s power too soon It’s not tangible like money Or gems It comes…
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Honest Thoughts on Compassion
As of late, I have been absent from this blog. I felt the need to give myself time to mourn. I learned that it is a long and tedious process that can’t be rushed or ignored. For a year and a half, I fought my emotions, worked out, laughed, cried and tried to make sense…
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Surfs Up
Roll with the punches Tread water through the tears Bounce with the sways of laughter Smile through the brevity of complex years Easing into a steady peace That erases the power of fear Yes, in life the unknown is present here Yet time goes on And those weaken by the struggle Often grow strong with…
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Keep Laughing
The pain may hurt you. Your friends may see your struggle and desert you. But laughter is the best medicine you will ever find. Because it makes the day bearable when the clouds form overhead. It makes the tears taste like bitter honey. It makes the hot coals turn to glowing embers that are strong…
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Waiting in Faith
Waiting in Faith We live with the hope of awakening to the sight of better things. I know the power of the unseen. Everyday, we sow a precious mustard seed. Faith makes our hearts full. Prayer makes our gardens lush and green. Sometimes the blessings lie in waiting. Love always, Esha <3
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Freedom Rings
I wanna hear the loud banging of a new day dawning Let the tambourines shake Let the bass drop Let truth clash against lies like strong tides, Hitting the desolate shore We need the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob We need freedom like a plant requiring soil Like a lamp with a plug but…
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