I forget sometimes, I love
to write rather than fight.
Peace draws me in to a place in
my mind that explodes.
Life has more meaning when
I’m thinking about nothing but words.
Like an enjoyable cool drink
on a hot summer day
Oh my! What can I say?
I guess I was made that way.
In the same breath we speak of love
we speak of hate toward others
In the same breath we speak of peace
we speak of war
In the same breath we speak of friendship
we speak about our enemies
In the same breath we speak of kindness
we speak unkind words and gossip
In the same breath we speak of obedience
we speak of disobedience
In the same breath we speak truth
we speak lies
In the same breath we speak gently
In the same breath we judge
we are judged.
The Breath of life is a gift for life. Act on purpose in your heart and choose your words wisely.
Nugget of truth: “Set a guard over my mouth lord, keep watching over the door of my lips that I may not sin against you.”