“Recent Thoughts on Distant Memories”
We create our own legacy
By the use of our God given abilities
To navigate the ever changing paths
Of our own destiny.
(c) Bryan A. Stross May 22, 2008
Jacksonville, Florida USA ...;}...
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Think About It
Think about those around you
Those who you bring happiness to
Think about the good things
Those times when your heart would sing
Think about how others would feel
How they would forever regret such an ordeal
Think about a bright future
Of chasing dreams, now someone else’s to capture
Think about puppy dogs and kitty cats
How they would cherish those gentle pats
Think about star filled nights and sandy beaches
Of how nature calls out in subtle reaches
Think about the happiness you gave me
How missing you would cloud my eyes so I couldn’t see
Think about the times we shared
Knowing that I truly cared
Think about a man so alone
Grateful for your kind home
Think about all these things
And how I waited for the phone to ring
Think about how life would be less
Missing your sweet caress
Think about how you really matter
In a world full of idle chatter
Think about anything that will change your mind
To realizing there are those most kind
Think about it, and if you can’t decide
Remember our deal to in me confide
Think about this most of all
And I promise to cherish your every call
Bryan Stross 1996
(c) May 22, 2008 ...;}...
Those who you bring happiness to
Think about the good things
Those times when your heart would sing
Think about how others would feel
How they would forever regret such an ordeal
Think about a bright future
Of chasing dreams, now someone else’s to capture
Think about puppy dogs and kitty cats
How they would cherish those gentle pats
Think about star filled nights and sandy beaches
Of how nature calls out in subtle reaches
Think about the happiness you gave me
How missing you would cloud my eyes so I couldn’t see
Think about the times we shared
Knowing that I truly cared
Think about a man so alone
Grateful for your kind home
Think about all these things
And how I waited for the phone to ring
Think about how life would be less
Missing your sweet caress
Think about how you really matter
In a world full of idle chatter
Think about anything that will change your mind
To realizing there are those most kind
Think about it, and if you can’t decide
Remember our deal to in me confide
Think about this most of all
And I promise to cherish your every call
Bryan Stross 1996
(c) May 22, 2008 ...;}...
From the Present
The spirit is silent, it speaks though dreams at night but in the day they seem like nightmares
If the blind could see what would they first want to see?
Their own reflection or yours.
God has a plan for all of us; it’s up to you and me to carry out the strategy to perfection.
A blind man once told me he could see me. I asked how. He said; that was for him to know and me to find out. I said; I am not blind, I will never know. He said; pretend you’ve never seen me. Close your eyes and forget about my image. Now, do you still see me? I said; of course I do, my memory will not let me forget. He said; of course not, that’s why even in my blindness I’ve seen you before. And I never forget a face, even though the names have been changed to protect the innocent. You live in my memories, some of this life, some of others, some yet to be. But I’ve heard you, touched you, and tasted you. Why then would I need to ever have to see you? I said; please don’t step on me, for even though you’ve seen me , unless I make noise you’ll never know where I’m standing. He said; don’t be so sure, I don’t need to touch, or to feel you, for your soul puts out more energy than your body ever will. I said; so if I’m dead and my soul is gone, and I can not move or make noise than truly you can’t possibly see me, or know where I lay. He said; don’t be so sure, I can always smell you.
Prayer is the most powerful tool we have. Thru our faith all things are possible. In our despair, we know there are always others who care.
Often times the gentlest smile can turn the harshest frown.
When we speak, speak of the truth you have, lest you deceive yourself.
One mans fortune should not be at the sake of another’s misfortune.
My soul yearns for the day it is free of my tormented mind, broken heart, and wretched body. But, in the meantime, I’ll make due.
The only way you can ever move on, is by conquering the present.
The sins of the past are awash in waters of salvation.
The sins of the future are drowning in a sea of blood.
BAS
If the blind could see what would they first want to see?
Their own reflection or yours.
God has a plan for all of us; it’s up to you and me to carry out the strategy to perfection.
A blind man once told me he could see me. I asked how. He said; that was for him to know and me to find out. I said; I am not blind, I will never know. He said; pretend you’ve never seen me. Close your eyes and forget about my image. Now, do you still see me? I said; of course I do, my memory will not let me forget. He said; of course not, that’s why even in my blindness I’ve seen you before. And I never forget a face, even though the names have been changed to protect the innocent. You live in my memories, some of this life, some of others, some yet to be. But I’ve heard you, touched you, and tasted you. Why then would I need to ever have to see you? I said; please don’t step on me, for even though you’ve seen me , unless I make noise you’ll never know where I’m standing. He said; don’t be so sure, I don’t need to touch, or to feel you, for your soul puts out more energy than your body ever will. I said; so if I’m dead and my soul is gone, and I can not move or make noise than truly you can’t possibly see me, or know where I lay. He said; don’t be so sure, I can always smell you.
Prayer is the most powerful tool we have. Thru our faith all things are possible. In our despair, we know there are always others who care.
Often times the gentlest smile can turn the harshest frown.
When we speak, speak of the truth you have, lest you deceive yourself.
One mans fortune should not be at the sake of another’s misfortune.
My soul yearns for the day it is free of my tormented mind, broken heart, and wretched body. But, in the meantime, I’ll make due.
The only way you can ever move on, is by conquering the present.
The sins of the past are awash in waters of salvation.
The sins of the future are drowning in a sea of blood.
BAS
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Lonely Wolf
The wolf cries long thru the night
Especially loud when the moon is bright
What does he say with those growls?
For a long lost love he surely howls
Hoping she’ll hear his call on the wind
And by some magic her ear will bend
A familiar sound penetrates her soul
She can not ignore it, it is so powerful
It relaxes her mind and rests her heart
And there it will stay, til death do they part
In the meantime the wolf continues to cry
As he looks to the moon and wonders why
© BAS 5/21/08 …;}…
Especially loud when the moon is bright
What does he say with those growls?
For a long lost love he surely howls
Hoping she’ll hear his call on the wind
And by some magic her ear will bend
A familiar sound penetrates her soul
She can not ignore it, it is so powerful
It relaxes her mind and rests her heart
And there it will stay, til death do they part
In the meantime the wolf continues to cry
As he looks to the moon and wonders why
© BAS 5/21/08 …;}…
Mountains & Fountains
Looking all around, up and down at life’s fountain.
No one there to hear, no one near to feel,
your darkest fears.
So alone and yet so full of faith.
You have no feelings of love or hate.
Just a passion to do what so many others
Also couldn’t wait.
Your mind all scrambled as you tumble
Thru all the waste.
A burning desire to feel the magic.
Everything must be done post haste.
Sometimes the outcome is tragic.
Thoughts get scattered, it’s laid to
separate reality.
Everything has a special meaning
Even the most insignificant learnings
Standing with your head in the clouds
Then, one day, you hit rock bottom,
You pray for forgiveness.
Because you’ve been misguided.
Taken for a ride on some biological sled.
Your mind now is what is clouded.
Your thoughts and actions shrouded.
Doom and despair are all around.
Once again those fears abound.
You can not see life’s reality.
Because death seems the only peace to be found.
This is the cycle of a mind tormented.
The highs and lows of a genetic flaw.
And once again you are on solid ground
With friends and family to help sort it all out
You look back at what of it you can remember.
Cherish the good, fear the bad and
Be thankful you are still alive.
Standing on the mountain, looking at life’s fountain.
It seems as though it was all a dream.
With no one near and no one to hear.
May 2008…Photo adds May 2024 🐝
The Wish
If you had one wish, what would it be?
Mine would be that everyone had one wish
that would come true.
Think about it, if that was your wish,
that everyone else had one wish that would come true,
wouldn’t the world be a better place?
All around would be happy people, a healthy environment,
no poverty, no crime, no sickness and disease, no hate
and eternal love would abound.
As well as all sorts of other things
that was someone else’s wish to come true.
So, my one wish, provided billions more wishes.
And in the end, the world and all its peoples were better for it.
Sort of like wishing for world peace, but with a twist.
Who knows maybe someone would wish a wish for me,
With the wish I wished for them.
© BAS 5/21/08 …;}…
Mine would be that everyone had one wish
that would come true.
Think about it, if that was your wish,
that everyone else had one wish that would come true,
wouldn’t the world be a better place?
All around would be happy people, a healthy environment,
no poverty, no crime, no sickness and disease, no hate
and eternal love would abound.
As well as all sorts of other things
that was someone else’s wish to come true.
So, my one wish, provided billions more wishes.
And in the end, the world and all its peoples were better for it.
Sort of like wishing for world peace, but with a twist.
Who knows maybe someone would wish a wish for me,
With the wish I wished for them.
© BAS 5/21/08 …;}…
Stay True
When all else fails…put up your biggest sail.
The winds of your desires will fill your sailAnd send you across the waters in blinding speed.
When times are tough…remember when they were not.
Remember what was different…remember your blessings.
Try and hold those sweet memories
Concentrate on your misgivings
Pick your self up…dust off the worlds’ dirt.
And get back in there and fight..fight…fight!!!
To have and give is much better than to have and hold.
Ever wonder why we cry?
It is to remind us that our tears will put out any fire.
It is to remind us that no matter how much we cry,
We will never match His tears.
For He has suffered so much for us
His tears flood the sky and leave us His Grace.
If we travel the road most traveled
We will see the same things as everyone else.
If we travel a road less traveled
More riches abound because they are less seen.
Stay true to your first loves
They will always be there to comfort you.
Stay fast in your belief in Him
He will always be there to guide you.
The Lords Blessings to you my friend.
Always:
Bryan Stross 2/1/08
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