After all
Spring does come
Brightening all
That’s been long gone ♡
~ M.L Adams
Expressing life's journeys in writing and poetry
After all
Spring does come
Brightening all
That’s been long gone ♡
~ M.L Adams
Everything is enough
By itself
As is
Without anything else added to it ♡
~ M.L Adams
The gift of gratitude
Is not just a gift to others
It’s a gift to ourselves; of all were worth,
A recognition of all that’s true;
Beyond illusions,
Beyond it all
The gift of gratitude is a recognition of truth;
The truth that exists in one and all ♡
~ M.L Adams
Where you begin from;
There with the soil from down below,
There with the stars from up above
Where you begin from;
With your whole heart,
As you do sing
With your whole mind,
Your soul; in everything
Where you begin from;
Always love,
Always enough,
Never a thing out of touch♡
~ M.L Adams
It does not depend on another thing,
Whether to feel good, to feel bad,
Or to be as love
It does not depend on another being,
Whether to forgive or not;
It is a choice that lives solely in your heart
This is your freedom,
This is your choice;
To decide always how you will respond ♡
~ M.L Adams
Life as it is;
May be filled with mountains,
Yet this only adds to its beauty ♡
~ M.L Adams
How do you choose to see;
Do you see from love ,
Or do you see from fear;
When you see from love,
You will not need to hide
When you see from love;
You will always fly ♡
~ M.L Adams
When we look back over time on our journey
We sometimes see all the holes
All the bumps and roadblocks
Yet over and above it all, the journey is whole;
You see, without those holes,
Without those roadblocks;
You would not have the path you are on,
You would not have all you have learnt
And most of all you would have not grown so much and come so far,
So when you look back today
Instead of seeing all the blocks and holes,
See the whole,
See all of you;
Be all of you
Honour the whole journey
Honour the whole you ♡☆♡
~ M.L Adams
That which we love is an expression of the truth within ourselves,
That which we hate is a reflection of the lies we tell ourselves,
For all are one connected and true;
Anything different hurts the deepest part of ourselves,
It is not you and I,
It is us and we
Together as one;
Only then are we truly free ♡
~ M.L Adams