CRADLE
Samuel Petersen
©2020
Tiny fingers squeezed
Eyes barely able to open
All the hope...inside a cradle
New breath
Beginning sensory
Fresh essence
Pure virtue
What happens inside their mind?
Existing
Perfect
Bright
Innocent
Tears are liquid art which is subjective to the moment.
Our faces act as an endless canvas
The world will always judge you...because they are compelled to.
Advice
Contemplation
Reflection
Do you believe in an afterlife?
Do you believe in a pre-existence?
Mortality is imperfection...like shifting sands in the endless desert.
Is there a before and after this one?
It will always be hot...
It will always be cold...
I believe there is comfort somewhere.
Where is the cradle?
Monsters versus angels
Love duels hate
good and evil osmosis is always inevitable.
Hold to your strength as if it was oxygen.
Discover the cradle, because within it...dreams come true!
Think of it as a secret place in your mind.
Learn to relax the soul...
Become one with thought...
Explore multiple senses simultaneously
Personal synesthesia
You can be anything
Surrender
Help
Suffer
Believe in something better
Don't be afraid, but if you are it's ok...just learn to navigate your fears.
Sometimes my skin burns
I feel every nerve
My mind becomes void
The future seems impossible
The present is inconceivable
Hold to the cradle when that happens...because it'll probably happen again
It's all a journey...
Actors in the greatest theater...
The earth is a stage and we are its stars!
Burn bright even in the beat downs...you won't win every battle
Everything has a purpose...even if it doesn't...you can find one
Metaphor
Symbolism
Synonyms
Antonyms
Nature may be brutal but we are still her guardians
Remember to take a nap
Think wild
Air
DNA
Age
Peace may elude but you can still imagine it
Take a breath
Fear is scary but use it to change yourself
Bad things will happen
Be kind...there is no secret...just be kind
People might abuse your faith, trust, and optimism.
People might lift you from the depths of despair.
Kindness
Smile
Discern between ulterior motives and those who need your help
Keep your guard
Hold strong
It's tiring
Time is a friend and a foe
It is not all for nothing and if it gets to be too much...
Go to the cradle
Bathe yourself in its power
Let it guide you...
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